Alyx Chérifa Taounza-Jeminet

I long for the day
When cauliflowers dim, lit by a red sun they glisten and fade to green
When the earth is scorched and you see the scars of your past in the old river

I long for the corner of any room, if it's not full of dust as my eye. Carry me to their forgetfulness.

Less than a thousand days
To right blurry memories
Of the day when none got their part

Choose her to find the true light between a thousand stars. Choose and pray the crossing will bring her far.

Away for him, and you, and the others.

Get away, you stain her horizon, damn spot and ever closing the gate. They cannot, they cannot run.

The threshold is made of unwritten destruction. 

wish your foot was light as that of the gods. But then again you would not have to carry us if they were here.

From untoward depths. To painful reminiscence. A road must be drawn first, and you walk alone. Pave the downfall of my happiness in the soil, I shall finally remember why I walk and why you run.

I hope to never see the path abandoned.