one chair less / una silla menos
I do not know how to paint the wind or foam I talk to my cousin, lost or found, we laugh at not liking the verb “to settle” we left the round of the musical chairs even when we like chairs and music the Japanese, they will teach me how to paint rain, wind and […]
lightspeed / la velocidad de la luz
storytellings, I put headlines together the other receives the news reacts to it as it would have reacted by then empathises, gets speechless those headlines together become a meteorite crush, damages are assumed _ I remember carl Sagan telling: that star we are seeing is the past and say: that pain you are watching is […]
Posted at 10:28 am on November 1, 2018 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: photo novella, poem, read poems, tennis talks in. voice | Continue reading
foam of the days 