I will die in Paris/ César Vallejo
I will die in Paris under a downpour One day of which I already have a memory. I will die in Paris, and I will not run away. Maybe on a Thursday, like it is today, in the fall. Thursday will be, because today, Thursday, I prose these verses. My humerus bones raise my bad […]
Something he could do without being taught/ J. K. Rowling
Harry grabbed his broom. “No!” shouted Hermione Granger. “Madam Hooch told us not to move — you’ll get us all into trouble.” Harry ignored her. Blood was pounding in his ears. He mounted the broom and kicked hard against the ground and up, up he soared; air rushed through his hair, and his robes whipped […]
