yo soy Crónicas marcianas, vol2.

<- the first flower after the flood, yo te eligo a ti!



<- On candystripe legs the spiderman comes
softly through the shadow of the evening sun
looking for the victim shivering in bed

<- War of the Worlds



<- Let something in, or throw something out ?
you left the door open wide
that knot is better left untied
I just went and undid mine



<- The Spiders from Mars




<- The thin ice of modern life

<- Outside the wall