I speak Dutch with a Chinese intonation,
Chinese with a Dutch tongue...

Fingers glued to poetry, mouth
glued to silence - I am...

Three-hundred pens
on scratchy notebooks...

(What will you do, girl, when there's no man...
Would you cease to exist just because Adam's never...

What if I walked
up-side-down...

Wet dream slips into his ears -
legs ajar against the mattress...

Neat girl sits with crossed legs,
a napkin across her lap, hiding her...

The world, as I know it,
is fictional...

To my lover: unlace the embroidery
that's become of my mind, unclasp...

Dear Amaya,
Sometimes I am reminded of you...

I have always been alone, at the queues
before greeting a grumpy chauffeur good morning...

I.
Paint your nails, dark red...