Tenía ganas de escribir los versos más cursis esta noche, pero algo aquí en mi dedo ha cambiado mis intentos de cursilería. Sin embargo, algo triste ha salido de mis lágrimas en el banco cual no intencionado

fuente No basta solo contemplar, No es nyotaimori lo ofrecido al abrir sus piernas. quieren tu lengua en la mañana, tus dientes y cuchillos en la noche. Tampoco era inocente el suicida, así como tampoco

If I were a musician, I could write the most delightful melody of all; however, I'm a writer. So I have to sit at a table by the window, notes ready, but I don't write yet. I listen. Because this café,

Aquel verano fue diferente a los demás. El suceso no fue algo totalmente inesperado, sin embargo, todo el mundo rezó para que no sucediera. Ese verano, luego de años de lento frenar, el planeta prácticamente

Nunca huyas de la noche pensando que el día salva, la luz ilumina a justos y a pecadores, a los que sueñan y destruyen. La luz, como las buenas intenciones, puede ser detenida por el pétalo de una rosa,

Greetings, friends of Holos & Lotus. I'm tired of seeing so many people around me doing things that are poorly done, or at least morally questionable, just because others are doing them too. And I

Greetings, friends. I spent years convinced that I would be better off alone. I believed that distancing myself from everyone would bring me peace, that people brought problems, and that shutting myself

Greetings, friends. The headquarters of the Nicolás Guillén Foundation in Las Tunas dates back to 2002, when I was just a child. However, even back then, when I wasn't even thinking about becoming a writer,

Greetings, friends. My son is eleven years old and speaks to me without filters. He tells me the good, the bad, and what he doesn't understand. That trust didn't appear by magic; I patiently built it from

Greetings, friends. I've never been one of those women who sit down to watch series or movies every afternoon or evening. However, that doesn't mean I don't have a list of favorite films that I watch from

Greetings, friends. I'm one of those people who always need solitude. Actually, I try to avoid gatherings and crowds. At most, I can tolerate family celebrations (birthdays, Christmas, New Year's, etc.).

Greetings, friends. The book that changed my life as a writer was One Hundred Years of Solitude. I write much more poetry than prose, and yet, this great novel was the first one I thought of, the one that,

Ella tenía el pelo despacio, y yo la voz grave y en peligro de saltar hacia el inconsciente colectivo. corría la época de olvidos cuando era el más rápido en alargar el día, y aún así, continuaba siendo

No es fácil florecer bajo el asfalto sin violentar las leyes de urbanismo, borrarse la raíz del aforismo dictado por los jueces de cobalto. No es fácil escuchar bajo la acera la nana melodiosa de mil pasos

Hay quien lleva la luz en la mirada, el susurro del tiempo en los oídos... y va naciendo sol. Pocos amigos degollan una lágrima por cada mañana que amanecen sobre el mundo. Entre los pocos vas, como una

I'm a sort of human lie detector. It's the result of years of observing, listening attentively, and subjecting every conversation to a filter of logic that now operates automatically. I almost always know

Greetings, friends. My son is quite independent; as independent as a 10-year-old can be these days. His independence stems from his intelligence. The same intelligence that led him to have his first

Greetings, friends. I found this week's prompt, @ifarmgirl, quite amusing, as I was discussing this topic with some friends. Honestly, if I were at a party or somewhere else and someone was talking about

Greetings, friends of @holos-lotus. I've rarely been able to write about gratitude without it sounding like a farewell or a year-end reflection. But today I feel I must write it down, commit it to paper

Greetings, friends. Luckily, I'm blessed with a healthy body. I'm not a sickly person. At most, I catch a cold or two a year. My only problem is gaining weight. I've always been slim, and to take care