the flutter o el arrebato
I saw a fly tremble on the floor, gasping , I saw its last struggle on a shiny day on a marble floor bathed by sunlight I stopped like smelling flowers a willing witness to El arrebato a second of my life a lifetime gone there were we together reminds me…
Read MoreFrost descent 霜降
今天 · 霜降 Frost scrapers noise invaded my realm as I tried to decipher what the early morning drew before my somnolent ears. Later That afternoon:The air was icy freshThe water cold as iceThe silentwind bore small Shiny white flakes borne out of the…
Read Morea burnt fingerprint
They say the rings in a tree tell a story I wonder what my wrinkles say I look at my fingers rings and dry cracks in my skin appear through a certain light I shy from speculation since everything changes what matters if I interpret them isn’t what…
Read Moremultikulti en camposanto
De muslimska afrikaner från Afrikas horn fick jag syn på medans jag jagade platser att plåta bland de döda. Jag överraskades av deras närvaro, en oväntat uppenbarelse av the 3rd kind typ. De satt på en bänk på kyrkogårdens baksida, drack öl och rök. De…
Read Morederrames de ramajes
hace viento sé el follaje mece a su merced corre por ái un dicho sobre quién mece a los arboles yo quizá pero no cuando llueve las hojas frondosas de la primavera acumulan agua solo para hacer llover de nuevo la gente se cree a salvo de la pausa y es…
Read Moreadamantium
the nihilist virus wants to renew itself forever it wants a life and an imagination to last a lifetime to reinvent itself to gut till it tires alloveragain ceaselessly a joy bug who pukes in delight .
Read Morede esas de aquellas
Mis huesos Vivieron En el Valle Hasta el cansancio Y La Voz del Pueblo Esquiniaba Contra Kawuila De a buche Habría que pedirlos Para poder saborear Bien las 2am y wachar El farol de luces Recaer sobre las costras De mugre que soltaban olores justos para…
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