Joy -poem
You came irreverently, unannounced, asking me who the fuck I am, and I digged it so much that I made you mine stealthily, but simply, as an egg is broken, as the stars shine, though they’ve burned out. You came… Continue Reading
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There’s always time for literature- by Juan M.S
There’s always time for literature, let’s go out today, leave that story for later, when you’re home alone. Literature can always wait, there’s an event today, you can gulp that poem tomorrow on your way to work. Literature will always… Continue Reading