Category: France

This is not a love song. Not just one, anyway. These are love songs. Some bitter, some sweet. Some sad, some naïve. Full of sorrow and full of teeth. These love songs bite, no matter how innocent they may seem. You have lived through them … Continue readingThe love songs

1:55 I am not telepathic. I don’t know who you are and how you would see me humbled. I know not your tastes though I suspect they are prurient, perfect. I have never won a Grand Slam, but sure I have lost before, lost big, … Continue reading5:55