aroma embriagante, prado brillante.

my bones are too big for my body and they protrude through my skin : let's talk about love, angst, fear, peace.

a twisted tongue is only alive at midnight : early poems circa: the old days

error 666 teenage minds out of control.

Todo parecía ser ilegal; las drogas, las armas, la prostitución de niñas menores. Todo. © interseccional (2017) Portada: Bodegón con cacharros (1636), Francisco de Zurbarán

i slept while i was awake i died while i was alive. october 2020