... azul que recorre este mundo ante la frívola luz que destellamos... Traigo mis pies descalzos a dormir en tu arena. Traigo un alma cansada con brújula rota y delirante. Vengo sin prisa a escuchar tus

Today marks ten years since I lost my mom, Beverly. It’s strange how a decade can feel both like a lifetime and like no time at all. I still remember the weight of her hand in mine during those final days