-
Cooking
If possible, I would eat myself. My body, so thin, would surely be enough for a series of bites, a brief chewing.
-
Birds
I walk barefoot to feel whatever life may offer; I give you the words everyone uses, but in the order my soul needs in order to rest within yours.
-
Yellow
Tú me enseñaste el arte de acomodar libros y apuntes para aparentar una faena de tareas y sacrificio sobre el escritorio, para conservar el privilegio de quienes se entregan a la noche y la despiden igual, para beberse la madrugada.
-
Commissure
What is your favorite word: Commissure 2. What was your dream last night? If you don't remember, relate a recent dream you remember...: A recurring dream: The long-lived women of each family are summoned by radio announcements to attend a desert for the purpose of adding prayers and creating concoctions that will get...
-
Nirvana
When the rain stops, everything is fresh and bright because of the sunlight reflected in fine drops of water on every surface, yellow and orange birds sing loudly; you can hear: -Nero, nero, liu... Nero, nero, liu... Let a mountain open up, let a purple catarina come out, and shake its wings; that...
-
Eating without teeth
Confessing my love for her hurt me, I put everything on the wrong table. I keep gardener's hours to awaken the charms of your sex, while, with my tongue I water the free grasses that are born nourished from roots almost dry as your youthful stage. You are the mirror that returns vibrant reflections of citrus aromas, continuous laughter...
-
Mermaid Invitation
The balance of your soul on the tip of my breasts reminds you that there is one day left to change your gaze, my winter-painted thighs are the promise of twenty-nine dawns in February*. Let's burn other people's words to illuminate our dreams. Let's leave skin blurs on the dirty sidewalks, filled with your ugly handwriting...
-
Of streets and beds
We are the ones who paint the sidewalks with chalk when we turn each corner, we keep the orientation to remember where we step. It is my lips and teeth that pay the rent of this bed, the one that belongs to different men, the ones that shake even the nails in each onslaught; I strive my voice to achieve screams when...
-
Let's dance
This time your fine fingers touched the warm waters of an intense and rapturous sea, the lines on your palms were painted in crystalline blue, when you walk mint and violets is the aroma that your body gives off by the touch of fabrics and thoughts of man, your warmth melts the honey that I deposited under your...
-
Beautiful day love
On the beaches of Rimini the hunt for mermaids has ceased, now they are only contemplated with fascination... The woman who knew by memory the sound of her smile, who kept in the anthology of images the extension of her corners when she laughed, and remembered the vibration of her chest when happiness invaded her like a...
-
Bee talk
To the mathematics of my existence I have just added a year, with a scissors the distance of my hair to the Earth was extended, to respect the rhythm and form of such transformations, my body (life giver), shakes, recognizes and implodes. Ignorant and experts alike repudiate the extra data, any attempt to...
-
(You know what to do...)
Martha changes her name 3 times a month, fills her anecdotes with mathematics, publishes dates with period and manages to hide her feminine breasts under men's shirts; her nipples were almost white, by November they are painted a deep crimson, the color of high temperatures, the result of rubbing against different hearts. By...
