Que se vuelva sueño eterno,
catarsis, grito, vacío,
después la locura y la causa
“¿Quién va a detenerte, la muerte, la edad o la idea?”
Ni el miedo.

Photography by Cleo Thomasson

Brenda Gomez

I have loneliness hidden between my tears.
1996.

www.instagram.com/essolopose/

La entrada El miedo siempre fue augurio del bueno se publicó primero en ERRR MAGAZINE.

Mañana no seremos lo que fuimos hoy ¿qué tan distintos seremos al pasar el tiempo? ¿se cambia de ideales o simplemente se refuerzan los que gobiernan nuestras almas? cualquiera de los dos esta bien.

No juzgar por lo que quieres o has dejado de querer, al contrario, que valiente quién renuncia a la monotonía que en algún momento brinda paz.

Vamos a dejarnos caer en la idea de que mañana es hoy.

Imposible.

Uno nunca sabrá qué tan roto se puede estar y por eso estoy aquí, besándote.

Photography by Fernando Sarano

Brenda Gomez

I have loneliness hidden between my tears.
1996.

www.instagram.com/essolopose/

La entrada Incendio se publicó primero en ERRR MAGAZINE.

2. What did you dream last night? If you don't remember, tell us about a recent dream you remember...: Caminaba por una calle, alguien me tomaba por la espalda y no sabía que pasaba cuando de repente estaba en mi casa. No sabía si estaba muerta.

3. What is the movie that made you laugh the most?

4. What song would you like to have played at your funeral? Tunic – Sonic Youth

5. What is your definition of «art»? Es el entendimiento de la vida y nuestro entorno

6. What would be your ideal project or collaboration? Escribir, poder colaborar de forma continua en algún medio y claro, vivir de ello.

7. What is the best advice anyone has ever given you? “Esta es tu causa y tienes que defenderla porque representa quien eres”

8. If you could change anything in the world, what would you change? El actual difícil acceso a la educación de calidad

9. A penguin comes into your room with a hat on. What is the first thing he says to you and why is he in your room? Está en mi cuarto porque me escucho llorar y me dice “niña, el mundo no se cambia llorando, no te vayas a convertir en mar”

Photography by Jan Meifert

Brenda Gomez

I have loneliness hidden between my tears.
1996.

www.instagram.com/essolopose/

La entrada Voluntad se publicó primero en ERRR MAGAZINE.

todo se siente,

la sangre me quema.

Ya no hay más aire

y el alma me pide

que llore y corra

que queme y arda.

Todo retumba,

todo se acaba,

la mente se cansa.

Estoy despierta

y el alma me grita

que mi voz no se calle,

que mi libertad no se toque.

Photography by Martin Canova

Brenda Gomez

I have loneliness hidden between my tears.
1996.

www.instagram.com/essolopose/

La entrada Época se publicó primero en ERRR MAGAZINE.

Everything makes sense and I find myself, I am immersed in a dark room, which are your eyes, where the presence of flashing lights with varying tones is assured. Where the folds of your skin are roads on which we drive without direction, where the only thing that can happen is silence.

I close my eyes, I feel the planet move, the only trip I want to be on is the one where I smile and my voice gets loud and starts to make itself heard in the form of laughter.

The path I walk is not marked, not even thought out. I walk looking at the sky, listening to everything except noises, I smile at them as if they were going to stick a knife in my throat, as if shouting would not break glass and as if you were reading this.

Let me tell you that I also know how to swim deep and stay there. That I know by heart the blue of the ocean and the orange of her eyes. That the dust is star dust and that I've breathed it before. I'll tell you the secrets of truths found and the thousand ways I have of becoming a storm.

I breathe, and I touch you. I feel the bark of the trees and the polka dots on your back. The running of the river is nothing but memory and we all want to flow into crystal clear water.

The disorientation of my thinking is proportional to the eagerness with which I throw a stone into the lake, imagining how long it will take to reach the bottom.

I am in the center, the sound that we will make will echo in the ears of no one, you will raise your face and you will see me differently, you will run and you won't get anywhere if you don't shout my name, the distance shortens and you feel how it burns. You have found me.

Photography by dirtyharrry

Brenda Gomez

I have loneliness hidden between my tears.
1996.

www.instagram.com/essolopose/

La entrada Escenarios se publicó primero en ERRR MAGAZINE.