Dead gloves

I. I threw my aging gloves in the garbage, and found one of them floating dead the next time I went for a walk along the river. It will never touch a hand again. Was it trying to do its job of keeping things warm, while failing the freezing water and dying a solitary agony? [...]

By | 2017-08-03T03:32:27+00:00 July 23rd, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments


Symmetry asked me which side I liked better. I regretted my choice and the deliberate waste of time, debited from my life. I wrinkle in the search for the definite, the ultimate and the final. Every victory opens the door to a new kind of suffering and it never ends. I know I'll keep trying [...]

By | 2017-08-03T03:32:37+00:00 July 16th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments

The answer of the violin

She wakes up after dreams of Broadway lights to find a ridiculous glimmer on the nightstand. Another nine-to-five routine awaits in a basement full of desks and lamps, and she comforts herself with the offerings of the light in the fridge. Bag ready, umbrella broken. She steps outside and walks toward the daily trade of [...]

By | 2017-08-03T03:33:03+00:00 July 4th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments

Cups of anxiety

Outside the cafe, the bees do their waggle dance as I get lost trying to follow their directions. Next to my table, vapor escapes another cup of anxiety to play with the smoke of an old man's cigarette. They swirl and dance, as if emulating the bees, as if trying to explain it to me. [...]

By | 2017-08-03T03:33:24+00:00 June 25th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments

Refined-sugar hourglass

Sugar slips down this hourglass protected inside shimmering bulbs, counting down my possibilities as I run out of sweetness. Mellow crystals of the past: My coffee is bitter and dark. But I swear I’ll wait grain by grain for your last time travelers to get in line, and smash your cowardice against this wall. And [...]

By | 2017-07-09T00:31:56+00:00 June 13th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments


Duties were tormenting me like Tetris pieces raining at an impossible speed. I made chamomile tea, and waited for the “GAME OVER” sign. A man with no face went to the edge of chaos once I fell asleep. He demanded a blanket from the winter, a song from Mercury, and a smile from me. And [...]

By | 2017-07-09T00:32:36+00:00 June 11th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments


I. An entire structure collapsed at the vibration of his lips asking why three times in a row. Not much remained of what had been the most beautiful place that I didn't want to inhabit. The expectations of a mother covered by debris, the pressure of peers now pushing against blinding light. "Oops," he said. "Never mind, I'll build [...]

By | 2017-07-28T00:55:24+00:00 June 4th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments

The wink

Freedom rejected your advances with the subtlety of a lady, fooling you into thinking that all you had to do to get her company was to avoid being a follower. And as your confidence grew, she increased the distance by turning you into a leader. You forgot how roads get rid of some idiots by stepping down [...]

By | 2017-07-09T00:37:57+00:00 May 29th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments

The trap

I saw a life inflamed by its own pointing finger. A finger leader of inaction and of a compliant mouth that repeated commanded words which found their place inside a cage of unquestioned synapses. The words forgot their purpose. They crossed curiosity off their list of curiosities. I saw a finger falling into the trap [...]

By | 2017-07-09T00:40:59+00:00 May 18th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments

Of course not

You shaped with words what your efforts never intended to touch. "Here," you said, "I hope this helps," and handed me a useless confusion of intangible nonsense, like a stupid "you're enough" jpg in some beautiful typography. I always let words secretly rob me of hope and time when my reserves are already depleted. But [...]

By | 2017-07-09T00:52:52+00:00 May 15th, 2017|Poetry|0 Comments