@henryrule Like all things wrapped in gold foil you think, this chocolate is going to be excellent.
You get excited about it, you put it in your mouth and you think, this is it, this is going to be exquisite. but then the sugar doesn’t kick and is rough without the milk so you figure out is bitter. And you sit there, seconds too late, tasting s…[Read more]
Journeys with my dad were usually quiet in my youth, we used to listen to Luis Costa speak for hours in the recorded mercury of some old cassettes. I believe he was an inspirational speaker, a business man who
Is true that I’ve lied about nearly everything. That I am a long-legged contradiction. But the truth never seemed to be sufficient for you, the brevity in my simplicities bored you, they tasted meager in your
Dialogue precedes them. Their conversation unfurls in a space where voices are neutral. Where their lines are being made by a singular screenwriter, narrated privatly in thoughts. They haven’t spoken yet, they h
You never forget who’s made you and how, it just sticks with you for the entirety of your life.
And one day you figure out – you’ve only been looking for that one replacement – someone to fill in the spot he left
It’s hard to imagine the emotions (or the lack of them) a creature must suffer to walk on the train tracks at midnight, to look straight ahead into a pair of growing lights, hear the iron ruckus coming louder and
You liked to play with the scars on my skin. Your fingers used to doodle them, connect the dots from my cinder arms to the ones on my shoulders. Call them under starry constellations with the initials of your
I still remember when Pancho died, it was the first funeral I went to.
It was fucking tragic, but we were too young to understand the severity of it.
You skipped school for two days and on the second day I
They think you are not vulnerable, they think you the type that never cries, that your soul is as calloused as your blackened lungs, that your heart is a nerve-ridden block that cannot be tenderized. But they
When did it happen? Do you ever wonder when? Which was the random second, the insidious moment, the awful and disheartening instant in which you realize with a baleful clarity all those things that you are never