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  • Nothing

    Nothing

    Lying down there, releasing all the sorrow from my lungs, Mother Aya pulled out the deepest sighs from my whole being. “Enough”. “Breathe”. “Release it”. Water coming out of my eyes, and gallons of air I didn’t know I had.

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  • Hermana

    Hermana

    Madre Aya me lo recordó. Suavemente, entre sollozos y suspiros profundos, con una visión de tu infancia, cuando las dos cantamos a duo “La vai Joâo Varandão” y lo grabamos en casa de Martín. Mi pequeña, mi tesoro, cuánto te quiero, y cuánto te he abandonado. Me abandoné a mí misma sin quererlo, ni saberlo.

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  • Karma

    Karma

    My smile reminds them of their misery. My freedom reminds them of their prison. Any light reminds them of that which they don’t have, so they stay relentless, eternally restless, always on edge, waiting for the world to expose them, that’s why they always feel someone is following them, always looking over their shoulder, in…

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  • Cope

    Cope

    All these things I write are a way to talk myself out of it. A way to force myself to move on. But the truth wrestles inside me, the truth of this love, that it’s just there. No matter how much I reason with my mind trying to find an explanation, an understanding.

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  • Runner

    Runner

    Most people think they want real love until they meet it. Then they realize it’s not all candlelight and butterflies, but accountability, growth, and emotional nakedness. Real love doesn’t applaud your performance, it dismantles it. It sees past your ego, past your excuses, and into the parts you’ve buried.

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  • Feminine Men & Masculine Women

    Feminine Men & Masculine Women

    This is how it goes nowadays. Both licking their unhealed wounds, catering to each others dysfunction, a whole façade, pretense, all appearance, becoming worse and worse, sadder and sadder, uglier and uglier. The woman courts the man using manipulative, forceful tactics, masculine. Long gone are the days of softness, coyness and sensual seduction. The modern…

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  • Uglier than Ugly

    Uglier than Ugly

    When you think it’s over,
 or it cannot get worse,
 boom!
 truth reveals itself confirming what I knew from the start. 
I’m not concerned about insectoids.
 What horrifies me 
is the extent of the void of his spirit.
 It’s so inverted that it has ceased to exist.

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  • Deep Waters

    Deep Waters

    The beauty of the celurian summer sky reflecting on the river’s bondi blue. Or is it the water reflecting on the sky? Not everyone is brave to enter the waters, the feminine, the emotional world.

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  • Within

    Within

    What we cook within, we serve to the outside. For one cannot give that which one doesn’t have.

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