Il se nourrissait de ses langoureux soupirs, ne se fatigant jamais de ses implorations… “Encore, encore… ne t’arrêtes jamais…” soufflait-elle à son oreille, leurs deux corps fusionnant en une seule et unique silhouette dansant dans le noir. Ces nuits-là, le temps perdait sa propre trace, leurs peaux baignées de sueur ayant un goût d’éternité. Et il ne…… Continue reading Micro fantaisie du vendredi…
Today is Canada Moving day in Québec. AKA Nightmare day if you ask me… Yeah, we dudes and dudettes are just crazy like that. On the 1st of July, we have the tradition of moving altogether! It is not a legal requirement, but for years and years now, most people in Québec have been settling…… Continue reading This is how we do it…
I am… Who cares, really? No one, I fear…And then again, it is all good as it is. Don’t worry…. Don’t bother… Don’t go looking for me… I might come back, or not. Time will tell…
Comme un ciel bleu… Je ne peux pas voir rouge quand je plonge dans tes yeux. Mon beau pays, pas tout à fait mûr à être souverain… Je me souviens!
This morning, chéri didn’t feel like having breakfast… I insisted, saying that I’d cook for him. Not that it is special for me to cook, but I had a surprise for him. Oh come on! Who wouldn’t want to have a kitty made out of eggs and bacon, right? Don’t you wish your girlfriend/boyfriend started…… Continue reading How cute am I?
When they start selling tickets, I want a guided tour of your mind! Maybe they could arrange khaki-Jeep rides, Jeeps with army camouflage paint. With handle bars and powerful spotlights on the rooftop for the dark corners of your thoughts. There could be night tours, to hunt your most secret dreams around, and peek at…… Continue reading Follow the guide…
Les vents de Santana ont soudainement Soufflé des poussières dans ses yeux de Manga, Soufflé les cendres de la vallée grugée par le feu. Une larme, voyant son cœur itinérant…
Oh yeah Leonard, you’re the man, for sure… Not quite Mads Mikkelsen, but then again, I can’t ask that from every man alive, since there’s only one Mads. But Leonard Cohen is one of Québec’s treasures, and I often end up YouTubing him when I am sitting alone in the evening… Leonard calls for a…… Continue reading I’m your man…
Kamsar existed because of and for the local bauxite processing plant, CBG. It was the home of the numerous expats picked throughout the world to work for CBG, and a few priviledged locals. Our lives revolved around the company, depending on it for all and anything… We didn’t have any live tv chanel, no…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales…The hen that wasn’t
What is, what could and what should… I wonder if a lot of people give it a thought. A thought about what is, what could and what should. Some might think that only what is matters… That what could and what should aren’t tangible enough, and just confuse the mind for no good reason. But…… Continue reading Unclear…
