I don’t remember much of him. Only that he had a slightly crocked nose and barely talked. But when I…
Sunsets
Your heart is where the sunsets are big, she tells me and as I think of the skies I have…
Travels
I worked on her for nine years Travelling from country to country Spending days on the road Roaming the land…
Numb
I should probably go to bed but I sit in the sofa Under my duvet And think Of where I…
Pride
There’s that pride where I refuse to be wrong and let the guard down There’s that pride that has stopped…
Memories from the road
Epuyén things have change since you and I sat in the kitchen in the house by the river with Guille…
Life and death
He went out for a run and then never came back, I tell her with tears in my eyes and…
Days on the road
Corumbá was hot and sticky and in the middle of the world’s largest fresh water wetland Those were the days…
Patagonia
In the end I always find my way back but that doesn’t mean I have not lost direction on the…
Mountains
They seem far away now, but I still remember the mountains.
