At the crosswalks a hand smiles palm extended the gaze is glassed over from glue and dreams. They wash our windows with soapy water and mouths smile with crooked teeth and swollen lips. On the sidewalks the dragons are children their fire has a bitter taste, they only fly at night stuffing […]
En los cruces una mano sonríe con la palma extendida, la mirada vidriosa de pegamento y sueños. Nos lava los cristales con agua jabonosa, y su boca sonríe con los […]
When I went down to the cellar with my dirty clothes I forgot that I had put a handful of ideas in the back pocket of my pants for safe keeping, and when I took the clean clothes out of the washing machine I discovered them scattered on bits of paper, totally illegible. […]
Al bajar al sótano mi ropa sucia olvidé que guardaba un puñado de ideas en el bolsillo de atrás del pantalón, y al sacar la ropa limpia de la lavadora las descubrí desperdigadas en trozos de papel totalmente ilegibles. Desde ese momento el alma de las […]
Divide truth in two halves, add zest of lemon to the driest part, look at the darkest side to sweeten it up. Let them cook, mix them with corn meal and thoughts of lava from the volcano, stir slowly so lumps won’t form and so the bottom doesn’t burn. Wait for however […]
Dividir la verdad en dos mitades, agregar esencia de limón a la parte más seca, buscar su lado oscuro para endulzarlo. Dejar que se cocinen, mezclarlas con harina de maíz y pensamiento de lava de volcán, remover lentamente para que no se hagan grumos y el fondo no se queme. Esperar todo […]
For Luis Muñoz Let them give you Mondays back and mark them holidays in your day book so the week won’t weigh as heavy on you and so you can feel […]
Para Luis Muñoz Que te devuelvan el tiempo de los lunes y los hagan festivos […]