O tempo voa (ou o amor vai e vem, mas isopor é para sempre)

Um ano atrás, eu estava flutuando entre beijos que repousavam na parte de trás da minha mente.

Na manhã seguinte, peguei um avião.

Eu ainda me lembro.

Corazón de flores

He hecho un corazón de flores.
Quietamente sembrado
en el jardín del ayer,
en la emoción del beber.

Un corazón de flores he hecho.
En el pasillo hacía ti.
Sobre tu memoria quebrada
sobre mi alma remendada.

Un corazón de flores sembré
hoy cuando pensé en ti.
Cuando tu recuerdo, casi
omnipresente, me hizo sonreír.

I am

I alone and lonely. I am frustrated. I am grown man. I am remembering. I am who I was not. I am a rainy day without a rainbow. I am, most of the times, a fool. I am a drumstickless drummer, I am a teacher. I am a bad student. I am a smoker of cigarettes and unfulfilled dreams. I am a sunless sunset. I am a vague memory. I am multitasking. I am a broken bastard. I am the shine in "sunshine". I am clean. I am big. I am useful. I am used. I am the dress that you know you shouldn't buy because is not the right size but you buy it anyways hoping that some day it will fit you. I am the last scare in a bad horror movie. I am the last last goodbye. I am, sometimes, reckless. I am a test in progress. I am immature. I am never done. I am sad. I am sorry. I am me. I am the one that has to deal with me because I am all I have.

Oh no you di'int universe

I feel broken. I cry. My house is too big not to be shared.

Día del descubrimiento de América.

I am not "Latino", "Hispanic" or even "Mexican".
I am the product of some unfortunate events
that took place more than 400 years ago.
I am not who you want me to be.

I am the "other" in the applications, the"other" who decides not to specify out not of ignorance but out of knowledge. The "other" whose color of skin means nothing but mixture. The "other" that if judged according to the color of his skin can deceive you because I can identify more with "American" than with any other classification that they may give me; America is a continent.

I am not the lost light.
I am not the last breath.
I am not the beautiful girl under a light that brings out her cheekbones.


I am who I am because of how I was brought up and the personal decisions I have taken. I regret up to a certain degree that Columbus came to this part of the earth 500 years ago instead of coming today. I will give him not golden counts or a hummingbirds' necklace for mirrors. I would have given him my life just to take me to the other side of the world.

Una cerveza,

dos cigarrillos,
dos gatos
una pelea interrumpida por una puerta,
un viaje,
dos conciertos,
tres lugares,
dos momentos,
un tren lejano,
un amor cercano,
once años,
veintidós años,
un recuerdo hiriente,
una olla abollada,
un recuerdo lejano,
un recuerdo ajeno,
dos recuerdos amargos,
un beso en la comisura de los labios,
un apretón de manos y de corazón.

Remiendo mi sillón

Remiendo mi sillón
sin mis lentes nuevos
pues no me dejan ver.

Acaricio los detalles
sin mis lentes nuevos
pues no me dejan ver.

Sueño un sueño real.

Anbivalencias

The time comes when you are not the one you thought you would be. When an unsuspected blow in your face comes wrapped in a love-(ly) stigma.

Intitulado y casi perdido

Viento del este:
suéltala, súeltala.

Murmullo del sur:
avance adelante.

Recuerdos del norte,
de hoy y mañana.
Recuerdos del norte del sur,
de ayer y mañana.

Flashes del ayer,
recuerdos florales
de flores marchitas
que, finalmente, marchan fervientes
al compás fúnebre de marzo
en el campo marcial
de dimes, de veras, de burlas y de diretes.

Escaleras que van del primer piso
al primer piso.

Estoy feliz

Mi mamá me dijo ayer que quizá venga ella acompañada de mi hermano y mi abuelita :)

My mom told me yesterday that perhaps she is coming along with my brother and my grandma.