Poema XIII: Baba Yaga no

Poema XIII: Baba Yaga no

Baba YagaEstá roto, dice ella. Finalmente, se acabó. Las nubes se elevan y el cielo parece un torbellino de nostalgia. No recuerda cuándo empezó y cómo llegó allí. Ahora, el bosque se ve misterioso y aterrador. Está roto, susurra. Una pequeña lágrima recorre su mejilla. Ella se pregunta por qué el vacío. Los árboles están [...]

Poem XIII: Baba Yaga

Poem XIII: Baba Yaga

  Baba YagaIt's broken, she says. Finally, it's over. The clouds rise, and the sky seems like a whirlwind of nostalgia. She does not remember when it started and how it got there. Now the forest looks mysterious and terrifying. It's broken, she whispers to herself. A small tear runs down her cheek. She wonders [...]

Poem XII: Waving hands

Poem XII: Waving hands

Waving hands Amid things There was you Waving your hand In the water Like a fish Swimming in between chapters Of a tangled story Of beginnings and endings Amid things I was there Waving my hand In the wind Saying goodbye to my old me Memories passing by, crossing a busy street with trucks and [...]

Poem XI: Bloom

Poem XI: Bloom

BloomBlood blooming Blood bleeding Blood dancing between the legs Bright and thick Carrying definitions of life and death When the egg is rotten, it also becomes A tale that defies the fiction of being a woman Another growth is inside your body In a medusoid phase The doctor shows me this picture – It's supposed [...]

Poem X: Rosewater

Poem X: Rosewater

Rosewater The room is on fire So it is my heart Waiting for the right way to die Love is slippery As if I'm trying to catch a cloud My hair was stripped from my skull Like a baptism or an exorcism I'm becoming a new woman after the eclipse I'll be unique, pristine, I'll [...]

Poems VIII & IX: Winter Light & Dazed

Poems VIII & IX: Winter Light & Dazed

Have you noticed the winter light? Have you noticed the winter light? How bright and clean everything seems It feels like a breath of relief Frozen in time< You walk around the park And the light resounds among the trees The sea reflects the loneliness Longing, dreaming ___________ Dazed I dreamed of an elevator made [...]