I think she said she loved meOnce.It must have been long agoIn a dreamIn the lyrics of a hopeful song:If Destroyed Still True.TodayI found her doodle in a notebook page.Next to her photos.I almost didn’t rememberOr recognise her.I wonder what happenedTo the smile I gave her.What crimes I committed since,What destruction of me will be… Continue reading I.D.S.T.
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To Mars and back
Today she told me she loved meTo Mars and back,The moon far too close to be sufficient.I remember her little crinkled noseWhich she insists is nothing Like Mamá’s And her cottoned criesMade of cats and sheepFar away in a hospital roomBut close enough to knowThey were hers, she was born, I was hers.She, whose eyes… Continue reading To Mars and back
Butterflies 🦋
🦋I have againbutterflies,ticklesinside of me,a “looking forward to” heart.I have on my skinthe hope of knowingthat the endings,even if abrupt,are required.I will never be the same,but I learnedthat whoever loves you well,exists.And who does not, does not matter.That what had to happen, happened,and now there it remainsan intrinsic valuein me,that still persists.And, when the magma… Continue reading Butterflies 🦋
The panther who came for dinner
Some mornings I wake upbefore dawnand under my bedlives a dark pantherof imposible size.The wild fangs, the burning eyes.She is never going to leave me in peace,motor growling softly with everything that is evil.The opposite of love is not hate,It’s the emptiness you leave.The kisses you will never give,the soulless landscapes,the windowless souls.The panther sits… Continue reading The panther who came for dinner
Al morir la promesa nada sigue
When promises die, the nothingnessdies in your lips.Brave is such a five letter word.Tears do not feel enough.And tomorrow, at first light,we will remember againwhy we foughtand capture it in a goldenlittle box of pain,but for barely ten secondsbefore waking.I should live those ten seconds forever.In the void in my heart,Where memories graze and do… Continue reading Al morir la promesa nada sigue
Those are your kisses
There are kisses which explodeinto bubbles of desirearound me,incredible kisses,playful,unexpected,which start with you holding my handwhen nobody notices. Hungry, tender kissesthat make me smile like a little girl,and bite my lower lipwhen I remember them. Kisses which do not stop at mouths and tonguesbut propagateand disembarkmagicallyinto necks, breasts, and leftoverextremities. Kisses which,instead of placating the… Continue reading Those are your kisses
Fortress
I fell in lovewith the unattainable fortress,fires insidethat I could only spyfrom afar. I gave my heartaway,carelessly,in exchange for NOTHINGness. I kept forever the secret,and youkept ittoo. And when I tried to pull back,from the brink of you,Sargasso sea,harshness and marble,you finally gave up a soft centred chocolate smile. But, then,again,retreat. I’ve lost my tastefor… Continue reading Fortress
Strong, like an Amazon.
My child lives in the cityof the pointyand perfect roofs,witches’ hats,curvilinear, where the rainnavigates through. In the flat roofs island,the dry ravines of the eternal summeralways end in the sea. One day they will come,violent,the ravine will runand will take with itthe absences,the spaces. There will not be anymore silences,neither secrets nor walls.My child has… Continue reading Strong, like an Amazon.