In Munich late summer flowers are very orderly. Hikers ascend the hill from the banks of the blue Ammersee in the fresh air to
Someone would be able to photograph this scene and smuggle all it whispers beyond the high walls of the quiet, stony garden where I
I find your shadow in the shop rooftop again, our silhouettes snow-angeled on ash. In this city, God’s heatwave shrouds windows and exiles in