Månad: oktober 2017

All day I spent feeling Friday the 13th it was an ominous day something bad is to happen yet every day something bad happens this time it felt specifically aimed at me mass hysteria though the winds rocked the yellowed leaves of the branch trees doomed to decry the fall whilst the gray clouds floated…

In my blood runs Tijuas Caló Whether Espanglish Or Spanglish Them beats Pound dirt flesh Like a Smith Hierro Fierro A fuego Con ritmos turiquean y parlan netas a madrazos en el anvil We knew before thee gíüiri gíüiri wordsmith con fierro y a filerazos de la punta de la lengua Wacha Wachatelas compa Agíüigíüi…