Benoît Pioulard - Daisy wound

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

The Very Edge of Its Flame

Is in Its Clearest Form

So Etched in Memory

As Would a Weaver

With No Advantage

Of Everything That Rhymes

Whose Palms Create

And Relent

Initial B.P.

That Wounded Weathered

A Shade of Celadon

Under the Break Arch

An Image Apart from Ourselves

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

Dance Monkey

По барам

Marmalade

Komarovo

Дурак и молния

Rampampam

Можно я с тобой

Девочка бандитка

Кукла колдуна

Пошла жара

Лесник

КАК MOMMY

Девочка, танцуй

Прыгну со скалы

Пьяный туман