poem
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Another Such Day
Rising, the volcano ashes, the sea levels, the fog in a dreaded morning walk. I can smell each of the season’s stereotypes. The public’s chatter in the stores, the back and forth of the clerks, the tapping of the cards in the POS.Memory is a spy dressed in black, walking a la pointe becoming undistinguishable…
alone, aloneness, belonging, courage, creative writing, death, Depresion, depression, devil, diary, emptiness, ensayos, escapism, Escapismo, español, fantasy, female diarist, heartbreak, humanity, individuality, introspection, life, loneliness, meaning, memento-mori, musings, nostalgia, personal journal, poem, poetry, self reflection
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Dunas de un Cuerpo
I upset the emotional body and destroy democracy. It all burns an eternal flame. I am seduced by the Dunes that have kissed my neck and hair from morning to dawn. Large still paintings adorning a Hamlet flash memories of women souls whose frames I see randomly walking past me. I saw one of them…
alone, aloneness, Amor, belonging, chile, courage, creative writing, death, Depresion, depression, devil, diary, emptiness, ensayos, escapism, Escapismo, escritores chilenos, español, falling in love, fantasy, female diarist, humanity, individuality, introspection, loneliness, memento-mori, musings, personal journal, poem
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The Week Ahead
Still, the body, stillDaylight gnawing at our lone survivorPieces abound in piles of otherworldly debris.Which is earth’s, which is unknown in source?Metallic tesoros, alive, burning the storage room We modify time gaps as we perceive anxieties. Five days now seem like a round trip to the moon. 24 hours as a black pool of dubious…
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Lover
Come and touch me lover, I am but yourself in female form I can finally feel where I have been, I have tapped into the well of memory and rose to wake somewhere differently. I can tell you I have missed you all along. It pains me even that I have been so blind. I…
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Vision of the Spirit
I will say what I am afraid to say: I want a life full of romance. That is in part why I wish to go back to France. I was and still am craving to see Paris. I burst out in tears while at the aiport thinking I should forget about my luggage, think not…
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End of Chapter
I felt a distinct unease while the thought of him prevailed in me. A deep sadness would overtake me, a deep loneliness while being inches from him. My body would whisper to me to leave. And I did not and would not. Little did I know what would come next. A gift. Resignation. Disruption. Break-through.…
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Newborn Pilgrim
I sensed the change before we spoke. I shut down my system to everyone else but you. I fell in complete silence, I walked quicker than usual, I spoke firm and unfriendly. I realize that I dropped myself a while ago and have not stood up ever since. I used to feel excitement over the…
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Sleepless Night
Telepathy seems like a feature of our ecosystem, I lie awake as you do, you lie awake as I do. You caress me and touch me knowing there is something wrong which I cannot explain. Cannot explain it to myself anymore than to you. it is a pain for sure. A pain that eats me…
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To You Who Are Also Flawed
May you find peace while rowing these oceans in that small boat. Don’t you ever wish they stopped looking at you? They should at least dim the lights. Provide cocktails. Make it more manageable for you. Profitable even. To some of us, death sounds like a sweet relief when we just about had it. A…
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How to Know Whether You Should Leave
I write this as I explore my own pain. I hide and use repetition. I am somewhere that does not welcome growth and reeks of envy. A place stuck in mud. It does not inspire me to be at my best, to express myself through color and style. It instructs you to be like the…
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