Monthly Archives: August 2015

Time is the fire in which we burn*

The spirits burn my belly remordimientos infernales som aldrig slutar skrika remontándome al pasado atormentan el alma Anima Sola bogged down slentrian som aldrig tar slut the nails dig deep in the walls which surround this mental crap from whence … Continue reading

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Los miedos del hoy por hoy

Lo malo de las temperaturas en latitud 57.65 cuando hace calor y está nublado es que siempre se siente sofocado, y más a las hora de estar a punto de acabar las labores del día. No sé, como que las … Continue reading

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ráfagas

I used to like it when light Announced changes It used to be so Air now Does that Sudden bursts Pre-tell The coming season As if fluttering tree leaves In summer or spring Fluttered differently than Fall or winter . … Continue reading

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I wasn’t thinking you know me pruning a tree getting rid of dead bracnhes from a wim the lady passed by with her poodle ahead “va duktig du í¤r Julio” she said that is, in protestant speak, doing well Ese. … Continue reading

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