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Desire

I I think of her.All the time.When the world is quiet.When the world screams.When the coffee goes cold,when the wind slips through the cracksand there’s...

What is love?

A root that stays hidden.     The scent of corn as it bursts on the flame.         A flower no one planted, blooming...

Eréndira

The wind carried whispers of pale men from the east, armed with thunder and mounted on giant beasts. In Tzintzuntzan, beneath Michoacán’s copper sky, Princess...

Chapter II | Music

The gray office where I work carries the monotony of an unchanging landscape; the constant hum of printers, the incessant tapping of keys, and the...

 

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