• 2015

    He moves slow and full of care: 05 de mayo de 2015

    I have found someone that touches me right. For this small moment, at least. He moves slow and full of care. Never have I been lost so quickly in that touch sense without thought, without thinking of the next move.…

  • 2015

    The sound of birds: 03, 12 de julio de 2015

    ☯️03 de julio de 2015 I’ve been wanting to listen to silence for so long now. Its intricate, infinite depth is filled with everything. There is the sound of birds near — a loud, cackling mess of twigs in the…

  • 2015

    What do you do?: 22 de enero de 2015

    A question I would like to ask all young people is “What do you do when you like someone?” What do you do, specifically? Do you ask them a question about their past, or something more surface level first? Or…

  • 2015

    Warping: 06 de agosto de 2015

    Warping: Today I woke at 7:40 after sleeping badly due to nervous jitterbugs jumpin’ my stomach muscles like mini trampolines bouncing. I had mi mochila grande, mi mochila verde, la jaula de la Chiqi, a bag of food and the…

  • 2015

    “Nada personal”: 20 de julio de 2015

    I will remember boxed wine and paraguayo. Spanish all around me, no inspiration, only inspiration. Crying in pain, laughing in ecstasy, wanting to remember and wanting to forget. I will remember you, because my memory is quite good. “Nada personal” de…