One cigarette on rare occasions is all right: 25 de diciembre de 2014
It’s about 5am, I’m outside on the patio smoking a minty cigarette I stole from a pack someone left out here. Smoking is so bad for you! But I decided one cigarette on rare occasions is alright. Perfectly acceptable, although…
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…
4/20 was so fucked up: 22 de abril de 2014
4/20 was so fucked up, in a good way. Sonja, Agustín, and I smoked a joint in Agustín’s room and listened to music. We talked about so many beautiful things. I was astounded because I realized they are both very…
So here I am in the light of the terraza: 18 de febrero de 2014
So here I am in the light of the terraza, shaded by his sombra, craving words like a sexual compulsion, but this time in Spanish. It’s like my brain’s foreplay tryst with “herramientas,” a simple word made into a throaty…
Everything is related until infinity: 23 de abril de 2015
Men just make me so fucking weird, what do they want? What do they think I want, and how does my perspective of their opinion influence my reaction to them, my interactions with them? There are too many spirals circling…
I feel that nostalgia fall always brings: 10 marzo 2014 – 4 abril 2014
The days feel as if they were whizzing past, streaked, blurry greens and grays swirling into the colours of fall. Wrinkled, crackly tan leaves have started appearing everywhere. I feel that nostalgia fall always brings, misting off the tips of…
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…
Pigeons swim in trash piles in Montevideo: 10 de enero de 2014
A man walking down the street carries a birdcage with a green parrot inside. Pigeons swim in trash piles. I step outside, turn to close the door, and they hop and chirrup. Dirty papers rustle in the wind. Here there…
I got super high because it was my birthday: 15 de enero de 2014
So last night I got super high because it was my birthday and I was bored just waiting around for the asado and no one was doing anything, and it made everything so fucking confusing! One of the young guys…