SCRIPTUS INTERRUPTUS

 I was playing hide-and-seek with God when I came across you hidden in the dewy eyes  of God himself

  A white poppy in a bridle path (Once I glimpsed death: she had the face of a white poppy by the sea). A red carnation withering among the ...

 Between the asphodels and the fresh sea breeze between the March rain and a sunny spot of anglers in the river between the stone bench by m...

Notwithstanding the universe will perish into frozenness  you and I will die in the shape of sunflowers crestfallen but gleaming like sea wa...

"Salí a la calle  y le dí de comer a un chucho    masas de pan con alfileres"

Los álamos tiemblan al soplo del atardecer.  El otoño oscurece a esos labios tempranos  donde todo amanecía transparente, manzana.  El gallo...

en las hojas de los plátanos de sombra  brillan las gotas de un sol puramente transitorio  te acarician los jazmines con su perfume  como lo...