*Warning! : might be in Spanglish Querida, Regreso a la pluma como aquellos tiempos para liberar mis pensamientos con mi conciencia tranquila…finalmente. By this time I have caught myself re-reading and re-absorbing your poems. Truth be told, I was flying understanding my view through my airplane w
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November 11th, 2018 Three people sat in a white room. There were no windows and no doors, and despite the fact that no light could make it in, the room glowed a bright white; making the room look pristine. Two men sat across from each other, and a woman sat next to one of the men. The men were almos
As I watched her cross the room with the greatest of ease, my eyes were locked on her perfect form. The way her feet slid smoothly across the floor and how her legs arched seamlessly towards the rest of her body. Her arms swinging from her body to the opposite ends of the room as she spun on her fee
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