Small poetic sonic events
door Lise Brenner
On the first Corona Sunday, March 22nd, I strolled late in the afternoon through a deserted Tweede Anjeliersdwarsstraat. Only ice cream parlor Monte Perlo was open. These two blondes were looking for the only piece of sunshine to enjoy their ice creams.
by Wanda Félice Bloemgarten
Small poetic sonic events
When the Ladies of Love Left