The smell of palo santo: 06 de abril de 2015
There was shoulder-length curly hair and amber smiley eyes, the smell of palo santo, a symbol tattooed on the shoulder, a pierced lip, a smooth laugh, nervous energy, and there I have fallen. A million future memories blur the present…
If you talk about the game, you lose the game: 13 de marzo de 2015
If you talk about the game, you lose the game. You expose yourself, your twisty hints, the meaning of any half-smile, your seemingly subtle motives. Maybe it’s best to talk in questions, never directly state your intentions or the reasons…