ON THE SOUL
Who knows the edges of the soul? Who has even glimpsed its surface? Neither the breath blown by stealthy bellows …
Tag Archives: literature
TEMPUS FUGIT
I was waiting for you the whole afternoon, very late at night, even until the next day, and kept waiting …
LAST TWEET
My friends, behind the pixels there are so many faces searching for a paradise, asking the name of irrecoverable things, …
BACK TO MARS
There is not a single day I don’t think about Mars. About the burnished fringe of its orbit rotating, impassive, …
XDISTANT
I immerse my heart into the deep of renunciation. I celebrate the defection before the immutable empire of stars. As …
KILLER
I’ve spend the whole afternoon piling up dead bodies, as usual. It’s a disgusting task, true, but somebody has to …
COOING FOLIAGE
The leaf folding into the wind is a lush flame waving from the distance. Its tongue of murmuring sunsets intones …
TO WAIT FOR A MILLION YEARS
“I’m growing weak slowly. Maybe I’ll be not myself when they find me.” Silvio Rodríguez. I have lived countless centuries, …
BLACKOUT
When every screen shuts down, when every thumb gets still, then we will know what happened to us and will …
SANATORIUM
The voices are gone. In the muteness of these nights and days preceding them, their faint reminiscences wilt, as microscopic …
