entrenchada
La vida sigue su curso, entrenchada en la lengua inglesa. Qué mas quisiera yo estar leyendo algún autor de habla cristiana. Nada en lo absoluto, nada. El día estuvo frío, nublado, un día cualquiera. Una visitante a Raza Cósmica llego por correo…
Read MoreThoughts galore
Boy! Been working on this last poem and it sure seems to always need some improvement. Even when I am moderately satisfied with it I go back and give it a second look. I try to be consistent with the images that the words convey. I guess loathing…
Read MoreStockholm Rucks
Taking an aimless stroll Through these tacit atmospheres I gaze about aloof Near throngs of people by Slowly making headway An halcyon wanders into view A solace embraces my senses That wavers through and by Along noised urban voices People sway to and…
Read MoreIncidents in the Life of a Slave Girl
Reading now: Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl Hate network covers darkness futile escape eyes everywhere ye of hope run to me embrace will I your precious ambition Even if you’re caught lashing out lasting pain the hate network dies everytime…
Read MoreEsposas visuales
Only once it stood there a japanese wooden artifact T’was I who saw it the most staring at it endlessly I cried laughter and tears of joy rolled I stared at it on and on sliding through its curves one by one I relished the emotional ride I pondered…
Read Morelonely sentient
Only once it stood there a japanese wooden artifact T’was I who saw it the most staring at it endlessly I cried laughter and tears of joy rolled I stared at it on and on sliding through its curves one by one I relished the emotional ride I pondered…
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