Cruzando la hierba

Poet’s Note: The only thing, which made me suffer so much, but in the same time grow as I never imagined before, was the time I spent alone – and this was most of my life. Nota del poeta: Lo único que me hizo sufrir tanto, pero al mismo tiempo crecer como nunca antes lo […]

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Poet’s Note: Looks like I am working faster than death; I translated two poems into English in one day. Two fists behind a pair of eyes. The desire for the deepest breaths, the confirmation of life somewhere in the air. Sometimes the eyes will light up on that deepest breath. occasionally. Wake up from your […]

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