by Ares Demertzis
"To be ignorant of what occurred before you were born is to remain always a child."
The Presidente would frequently wake bathed in moist perspiration; silk pajamas and silk sheets dripping with his anguished liquid. This morning he was startled from a troubled slumber by the violent trembling of his bed. Earthquake! His sleep swelled eyes opened. Riveting his gaze apprehensively out of the bedroom window, he focused on the smoking volcano in the distance. more...
One of his very best and so very sad but unfortunately true.