It’s been a year since I’ve been in the U.S This poem is a celebration of the Spanish language and a little reply to some of the protesters in Virginia.
The pig, my own depressive nature, visits me every once in a while.
A poem to her. A poem for her.
Quería… pero no pude
¿Quién es poesía?
Sometimes, like now, you don’t care about structure. You just need a hug.
To a friend, a friend… Just that.