Monthly Archives: July 2022

It is almost 9 in the evening, I can see it is raining, I squint to confirm it Or is it the wind I see directing the water drops falling? time kinda does the same, one has to squint to … Continue reading →

Las mañas del Mañana. Le amañan a uno. Mañosas son pues esas mañas. Pegajosas como las lagañas en la mañana, suciedad que dan ñanaras, telarañas que le envuelven a uno en una especie de malagana, mal hábito.

On my coffee table there are some books. Old by any standards. The fabric on them tell their story. Stains that appear as old. Who am I to tell otherwise. I know they are old since they have been in … Continue reading →

It is the black matter of humanity, pain. It is there but you can not see it. It is the energy that fuels the universe. Its conduit to induce life. I want to write with science as my backbone, the … Continue reading →