Nostalgia
Sentado frente al palacio de gobierno, a las barbadas de cotorras que compiten con el murmullo de la gente. Quisiera poder decir que me parece familiar, pero no lo es en mi mi…
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Letter to Veronica, the Choir Girl
Letter to Veronica, the Choir Girl In my teens, I saw it all, from a drunken father who told the best stories to some who clearly chose the…
Letter to my high school girlfriend / Carta a mi novia de la prepa
Time heals all wounds, they say. I think that falls short. When we were in high school, I followed you everywhere; I felt like I couldn't live…
Insomnio
Insomnio I couldn't sleep last night. The room was dark, and the fan was on low so as not to disturb the mosquitoes. And I couldn't sleep.…