The hunter, the killer: Analizando a la Chiqi: 02 de septiembre de 2015
The hunter. The killer. A veces una princesa, a sloth, someone that’s going to give me a tart reply in a cheeky tone (pun intended, obvio, po). Los cinco sentidos de la Chiqi son realmente, como, veinte. Ella esperó hasta…
A guy: 17 de febrero de 2015
So I got a waitressing job last week for the weekend. Friday, Saturday, Sunday. The guy that called to tell me was the guy I handed my resume to: young, dark hair and skin, thick glasses and a broad smile,…
Fire: 22 de julio de 2015
Fire licks, slurps, and crackles happily, depending on the type of wood. I want a bonfire to swallow my night whole, stars and moon and wine and words. I think of Sam McGee. I think of his mystery bestowed upon…