Silvio

Swept away by memories and returning on the wings of Silvio, Mercedes, Ochoa. We are in that small office, talking about issues of our time and destiny Unaware of all that was to come, of that March 14th that wold … Continue reading →

Run Friend, Like the Wind

My dear friend Comrade Compañera Half In moments, the starters gun will fire, you will run Find me by your side with you, proud of you Of all you are Of all you will be Of all you have been … Continue reading →

Here

Here The scent of my morning coffee drifting through the room. On the table The Times. Surrounded by silence. In the distance your laugh. You are near. ———————- 2018 Neither in Heaven nor Hell