calle el Molino, 12 03158 Catral - Spain

Verónica Perales Blanco

Writing Letters to the Fox

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“Lying down on the meadow I can hear the cow grazing nearby, it plucks the grass shoots from my head helping itself with its tongue. Wet caress and pulls, wet caress and pulls, huff and puff… the cow is. The cow is as the meadow. I am with the cow who is with the meadow.”