Quite often, the smelliest part of the dog.

I’m a pilot that never leaves the ground, navigating through the tall grass with a flick of my fork. I don't need to buy a belt because, technically, I am a belt just one that happens to have a heartbeat and a taste for local rodents.

What time is it when you see cows sleeping in a field?

A saving spot under the sun, in a sea of dry, where water is none. A single place, none else in sight, where people meet in shared delight.

I bring the colours, I am in your step. I arch, bend and stretch, Yet I hold my shape.