The Louvre, the Funhouse, the Disco

April 24th arrives
already half‑forgotten,
like a dream you try to hold
but it keeps slipping
through the fingers of your mind.

It brings with it
a fading memory
of the main room
of the Louvre…
not the paintings,
not the tourists,
not the velvet ropes,
but the room itself:
its b…Read More

The Multicolored Vision of an Impossible Insect

April 23rd opens its eyes
in multiple colors at once.
Not a spectrum,
not a rainbow,
but a fractured prism
held together by the trembling wings
of an insect
that should not exist
and yet insists on doing so.

This creature,
half mosquito,
half fly,
half something else…Read More

The Day That Remembers What You Forgot

April 22nd is more than a day.
It is a melody you almost recognize,
a Beatles’ song that never made the album,
a tune humming in the back of your skull
like a childhood you can’t quite place.

It plays faintly,
as if someone left a radio on
in another universe.
You catch fragments,
a cho…Read More

April 20th, The Quiet Inheritance…

April 20th does not speak.
It enters the room
like someone carrying a secret
too heavy for language.

No greetings.
No warnings.
Just a presence,
dense, deliberate,
a stone placed gently
on the month’s trembling chest.

This is the day
that keeps itself in silence,
not out of fear,
not out o…Read More