Tattoos.. The pretty lady had many tattoos on her skin and she allowed few to see them. I told her. I own four tattoos and each one with a story. I believe if… Continue reading
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A poem in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương TrâmPhotography: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm red roses, steeped in blood why do…
The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty lady glided across the room to me. Her eyes inflamed with the hunger for a dance, sweets words and some kisses. I told her. Dear… Continue reading
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