Ivy and the Unfinished Paintings

I had a weird dream this morning. In my dream, I woke up in a hotel room, although it’s more like an apartment. It was a bright daylight, and the sunshine was more accentuated by the room’s bright white walls. Pasted on two sides of the wall are rows and rows of unfinished paintings. A [...]

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After ¡MEXICO!… (A Love Letter to an Episode)

As I wake up in my man’s arms, I think about you… I feel as if I was in a long dream, and I ask myself if it’s real. I remember the times we had, and I wonder if they’re just a mental play. That they’re only illusions I created to escape my life, to [...]

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10 for Francisca (aka C.V.)

Really, I do this only for my friend Francisca. She wrote a note in Facebook and tagged me in it. It came with specific instructions: “Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. [...]

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Let the Wine of Friendship never Run Dry…

Last week had been an emotional roller coaster. Perhaps PMS contributed a little, but a better guess is it’s mainly because of the transition I have to go through. Well, this probably sounds whiny and those of you who have conversed with me in other medias may have been bored to death by this repetition, [...]

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Insomniac’s: Mixed Feelings…

Waiting for what will probably be the last mile, I can’t help but stuffing my head with unwanted thoughts. The first few were envy, annoyance, angst, that soon turned to rage. Surprisingly, those ugly feelings were not directed to what caused me to be in this situation. I accepted what had been decided, a little [...]

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Family Matters

Last week was somewhat nightmarish. Lots of bad things happened to people I know. Two of my friends had their relatives passed away, a university acquaintance got kicked out of the country, my brother’s girlfriend’s father’s health condition was deteriorating, and my dearest grandmother fell sick. To top it all, two of the men I [...]

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Transparent Seashell

“i dreamt of a transparent seashell… hoping forever in your heart i’ll dwell…” ~ An old (if you can say) poem to a lover, now you CAN take it literally, somehow… It was written after I found something transparent on the beach, shaped like a seashell. No, not an intricate spiral-like type like the pic [...]

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