Amarte es como desangrarme las manos por las rosas que voy cortando en el camino; es volverse delirio para obtener el lirio y buscar Dioses …

You do not need to see my skinor feel my insidesto get a glimpse of my soul it contorts beyond this thin net of crystallites …

This piece is important to me because during turbulent times like these I think it’s particularly important to find peace in the being, especially for …

PoemAds is a series of classified ads for daily life which offers to the reader a satire to the topics that today worries the new generations …

Trusting in hurt For all the times the days looked like night. Staring hard in search for stars in broad daylight Hoping that the horizons …

In the memory of today, I am overshadowed by a terror of my dystopian nightmares manifest. I am pulled throughout my day by the sound …

long sockslong legsyour tummy is getting thinnerthe ink on your skin doesn’t mean what it shouldI don’t speak that language.we both watch your chest fallhow …

as you continue to believe that it is life that ages you the unknown truth remains staticin metallic clouds the machines they infiltrate your mind …

We’ll wrap the world up soon and with frightened faces, we’ll colour the paper blue, then leave near to an open window to dry in the delight …

Bluefor those who cannot seea pondin which to drown the kidney ripe fruit left behind disease disguised as pleasure trail of threefallen gods (or dogs)seeking …