05.06.2023Trippy, in the songs that I carefully select to go one after the other. All the joy and beauty of being there for myself across time and...
03.06.2023My exchange with the world feels transactional, I am not sure if it was like this since ever. A dream about death, a bucket of cold water...
02.06.2023I feel an echo on my stomach. I’m aware that I’m awake because I am covered in goosebumps from the skin that covers my skull all the way...
01.06.2023You know my subconscious from times that I can't recall. I remember calling you while I was high but not the content of our...
We, like smoke I2023 "We, like smoke, are made of empty spaces: the sun, its reflection on my skin, a loud silence." We, like smoke are made of past and...
We, like smoke II2023 "We, like smoke, are made of empty spaces: the sun, its reflection on my skin, a loud silence." We, like smoke are made of past and...
We, like smoke III2023 "We, like smoke, are made of empty spaces: the sun, its reflection on my skin, a loud silence." We, like smoke are made of past and...
14.05.2023Latino on mother’s day. And because of the music I listen to while I run. The discourse that won’t translate, not in bed, nor in silence...