Conmigo
Descalzo,
sobre arenas movedizas caminando,
Me desvelo,
ataca un golpe de viento.
Entonces me disuelvo,
me desvelo,
me disuelve el viento,
me dispersa hacia un lugar donde no piense más.
Nunca más.
Jamás.
No más...
Destino
Dime tu mañana mía,
que hay detrás del nuevo día?
que me espera en el ocaso?
que hay después de tanto llanto?
En la fétida y fría noche,
valgo sólo mil reproches,
y cobardes decisiones,
me atormentan en visiones.
En un suspiro de emociones,
siento extrañas sensaciones,
mientras lúgubres colores,
se entremezclan en mi vida.
Sólo y sin amparo,
el destino es malvado,
y no importa ya el pecado,
que se comete sin reparo.
Mientras en la muerte ,
el cuerpo inerte,
ya no extraña, ya no siente,
ni el frío, ni el dolor,
ni la angustia, ni el amor.
Así que toma vuelo vida mía,
sea de noche, sea de día,
que la muerte está
Current Residence: Trapped in Puerto Rico Print preference: Any, I believe not all works look their best in super glossy prints etc. Favourite genre of music: From post-punk to stomping industrial and gothic metal Favourite style of art: Pre-Raphaelite, High Medieval, Romanticism, I also love sculptures from any period MP3 player of choice: Sony, I'm not an iPod person
Favourite Visual Artist
Remedios Varo, Lucía Maya, William Blake
Favourite Movies
V for Vendetta, Interview w. the Vampire
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Lacrimosa, Dead Can Dance
Favourite Books
Lolita
Favourite Writers
Keats, Shelley, Coleridge, Hardy, Wilde, M. Shelley, Woolf, Goethe
Tools of the Trade
household regular and color pencils,cheap ball-point pens,handy sketchbooks and scissors,Imagination
Other Interests
Conceptual art, surreal, gothic excentricities, fiction, literature in general
-On the last few months I've felt somewhat like a chameleon, not because I want to, but because I must submit. I don't mind it much, there's a part of me that enjoys these changes because it knows it's just momentary.
-I look back a year from now, it seems like so long ago, so unreal, so much has changed. "I grow old, I grow old"
-It seems I'll be in London next semester for my MA in English Lit. I haven't really given it the thought it deserves...
-I finished a poem the other day, it had been incomplete for about a year. Now I feel I can keep on writing, it seems to be a seasonal thing for me.
It's been a long time. I promised a soon-to-follow post before, that's not going to happen. It was a rant I'm not interested in anymore, and I don't even remember where I wrote it really, so no. As for me, if you are interested, I finally finished my BA in Comparative literature in May with a 3.54 GPA, quite good for someone who basically learned how to write properly when taking the first literature classes and who didn't have a clue of anything really literature-related. Anyhow, the next semester I enrolled for two courses out of boredom and have searched for a job ever since, but because I don't own a car it's quite hopeless. Aside from th
I'm finishing my "tesina" as of today. So then I'll deal with the rest of the finals etc. and be free to do some other more interesting stuff.
I've done quite a bit this semester, submitted 5 poems (old and not so old) to Tonguas (a literary magazine) and improved some others that are on the way. Besides that I've been looking for a new university to get my MA, right now I'm considering either Ireland or the UK, but it depends if they accept me or not ;).
I have a travel on schedule to Chile and Argentina from the 21 of May through the 6th of June (were I'll hopefully see The Sisters of Mercy on stage) and not get Swine Flu.
What else? Yes