what you see on the surface is a lie against the eye lavish sequences unfold for the show to be performed you only like them the soft parts covering the wit that is sharp theContinue reading
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Stories and poems the size of an Instagram caption. It’s my creative workout, so don’t mind the sweat and roughness.
A writer & her f(r)iction
He was meant to be a model, but he raised as God and King, started like some sloppy fiction and became my favorite thing. He’s pure tease; still, I own something of his. Hey, doll-face-boy… ifContinue reading
I’VE JUST MET HER, SHE’S COOL
One evening I’m just minding my own business, searching for useless information on the sacred internet. I hear a gentle knock on the door. But I didn’t order anything from Glovo that night, so IContinue reading
I’m bored to death, but not dead yet
…next thing I know, I’m in some bar in Mexico It’s late and they swallow cheap shots of mezcal The night shapes that feeling, surreal, bizarre Will the guy with the mustache punch the otherContinue reading
Paradise reversed
A life in paradise.There wasn’t a dark side, nor spiceNo reason to fight, nowhere to go out Not a flamingo to hunt, kissing was bad And banned from the mouthTouches were kind, never obsceneZero marks on theContinue reading
It bugged her
It’s better that you left, really. … she said to the cockroach that was just making a dangerous turn on the corner of her living room. She hated committing murder, but what she hated evenContinue reading
Stop and think about it
The magnolia flowers were there. The magnolia flowers were rare. White as white gold, white as milk, white as silk of a bride’s dress, as the silence after a vow, as a sheet stained withContinue reading
An artist’s job
Darling, you did everything wrong But, please, do it once more. I can accept it all but one thing … that life is a bore. More creative workout here: https://www.instagram.com/gabrielesque_
Metaphorical injuries
She was broken, but comfortable with it. You see, every single crack was proof that at some point she trade controlled perfection for something real. She broke an ankle while she tripped over a bigContinue reading
Not a repentance story
– I feel like in your grandmother’s kitchen, she told him looking at the Virgin. – Except that you won’t get cake for saying the prayer, he replied sarcastically. – What if I’d get onContinue reading