Pic and a Word #312: Disorder

Today an erasure poem about the state of the world. If I hear disorder, there can be only one: the song from the Judgment Night soundtrack, the five minutes from which I used to get my power and explain to everybody about its three accelerating speeds. Only much later I learned that Ice-T and Slayer

Thursday Doors, 21/10/21: Ljubljana

Since today celebrates my poet friend, we stop the regular posting and look back at the day when I saw him last. Certain doors are waiting to be showed from that day as if they knew today would be Thursday. Whenever I’m in Slovenia we manage to get together at least once, and I appreciate