WINdove

The big fight we call life. Where being alone is the hardest task for the human race. “in my orbit there was only one / since i entered the atmosphere”. But then came love. And a new start. With the prince who kissed the sleeping beauty. The guy outside the box who changed the game. Until life itself came between them. A black hole of the devil, lacking life. “my soul runs tours around the globe / … / … in the rooms of the dark”. Did love turn into demons? Angels appear in all sorts of forms … “Houston, we have a problem!” A collection of young urban poems, reading our book of life.