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Displacement
The only person I needed to meet at the time was the one I buried years ago, when I realized I didn't fit the flow of how society wanted me to be.
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Warlock
I am trying not to believe the voices in my head that tell me not to allow myself to be at my most vulnerable and I am also learning to ask for help.
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Infinite desire
I could see myself falling in love with you. Not in that fart of roses and flowers and boxes of chocolates, not even butterflies in my stomach of nerves or anticipation for a kiss, or the prospect of moving in, living together and growing old.
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He screwed us
No wonder, capitalism screwed up our souls so badly that our bodies are half hanging on all the time, living in the realm of poverty that we ourselves established. They call it «dissociation» and swear that a pill will strengthen the bond between body and soul. I dare not kneel where I don't belong....
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Untitled
Love is a pig in the mud, don't make an asshole face, it's not an absurd feeling; it's enjoying a certain kind of fortune, being impervious to judgment. It is an airtight void released when every last breath of worry and doubt overrides the truths, leaving the mind like jelly; when the absence...
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Intermediate
I am the times I have not given up, the tears I am dying to shed that are anything but scarce; the constant breakdowns without having learned from the previous ones, the taking of screwing up an art to master through failing. I am guilty of hiding all this pain, of living in a permanent routine of regret and...
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Untitled
Many of our cells have lived and died several times. We are made of so many births and so many deaths, so many memories and learnings in each engraving. Some need to be born and some need to die, but as long as some remain, we will be fine. After all, we are remnants. Francesca CastroI write only because I have so much to say, and life...
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Heavy past
Move on. Get over it. Let bygones be bygones. Why do words of wisdom sound like you're being dismissed? Back at fourteen, filled with a torment I suffered expressing. Problems that adults find inconvenient. Sure, it's no use hanging on the past and you can't live a life....
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I work to do something about this fucking mess
Sitting on the carpet for silent hours since childhood, I have contemplated my life and the whole world there on the floor in front of me in pieces. I've tried every possible combination, the most common techniques, but I can't make them fit. I can't find a stable place for myself in the motif, but....
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Words
Irony has no fucking idea what it's saying, the echoes cancel both ways. Confusion may be what you read, but can you see where the fuck this will lead? Thoughts blow in the wind, playing with your stiff little mind. Words like these are apt to bury themselves, cutting off diction.....
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Masks
Of all the fucking masks we put on, the hardest one to put on is the smile. You won't see it everywhere. All around you there are familiar designs reflecting worries and heavy sighs that still after carrying all day, are carried to bed most nights. Some days you will see frowns...
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Why can't it be you?
Talking to mirrors, asking stupid questions to an empty reflection. Photography by Michael Gershtein Francesca CastroI write only because I have a lot to say and life is a conversation where everyone talks, but no one listens. www.instagram.com/fran.chueca/
