I’m broken, I hear. I see the cracksfrom the base up, each beating deeperit reaches, rain is falling in,blood getting dry. I’m broken, saysthe voice. I trace the edgesat times I stop,I want to feel more.I see the crevicesand I raise them. I’m hurt and I know it. I shake, pieces fall off.An earthquake, drum…
Blistered hearts
blistered heartsdon’t fear just hurtstraddles don’t look like usroaming in the dustwe just have blisteredwild hungry hearts fires on the horizonconsume our nightstucked in by secret desireswe wish not to see the lightbut crave what we deserve to haveand thenwe calm your restless mind but these blistered heartsthey’ve got dreamsand they work hardwe come to…
Determination
IT’S BEEN A LOT Welcome to the end of the world… Sorry, the end of 2020. Is it the end yet? Not really. Nevertheless, there’s already talk about the cancellation of yet another festivity here in Spain: Christmas. How many times have we cancelled plans, joys, new moments? Why? Because our government’s only solution is…
Day and Night, I do
* These shards of hope cannot cut my skin, I’m made of tainted glass I feel the edges as my own. I can pick them up every day and put them back in the sun, where they can grow tight and make you smile. ** There are these moments when the moon is full and…
Bittersweet holiday
Shimmering gold and I’m dreaming still, my arms closing in like the jealous tide, won’t ever try to find a better shore where to stop by.
Ganas
Pequeñas y revoltosas, te envuelven en las sombras, me sonríen pícaras cuando te busco las cosquillas. Su simpatía me encandila, pero son escurridizas. Cuando quiero tocarlas tú me miras y en silencio me vacilas.
A very 2020 summer
I never seem to get there to the point where my fingers reach the soft waters, the warm sand. I never seem to get close enough to dive deep into the sea and taste the salt on my lips.
Summer reading: advice on writing by famous writer
“Life isn’t a support-system for art. It’s the other way around.” On Writing, Stephen King During the course of this week, I’ve read a new type of book for me: On writing, by Stephen King. This book is “a memoir of the craft”, with the writer recounting some of his life experiences and how they…
Spill your blood
Have you ever felt like you are living a life that doesn’t quite suit you? That you are behaving and moving through your circumstances in ways that don’t do justice to your whole being? I feel like that right now. I know it is probably temporary, but I can tell (because of how painfully aware…
How to know your life purpose – or how to get one
What is your calling? What is the purpose of your life? Why are you alive? What is the value of your life? What makes life valuable to you? What is a life well-lived? How do you find meaning in life? So many questions we ask ourselves. Some of us, we ask them constantly. Almost every…