BABY JAR

BABY JAR

“Does he take you on picnics?” she asks. He does. But you are much too contemporary to think he takes you on them. You take yourself. With him. She pffs. A shadow crosses her face. “On Sundays?” “On Anydays,” You tell her. She wants to know if you pack cheese and...
In Waves

In Waves

Don’t tell Eli. But I keep one of her bottles in my backpack. One of these days, a big announcement is going to go out on the radio saying it’s all over and things can go back to how they used to be. We won’t have to walk every day and sleep in a tent, praying another...
mirage

mirage

mirage by John Sweet https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/mirage_-_john_sweet.m4a drugstore at the farthest edge of the desert but                           we had a map, had my hands in your blood, had your teeth in my heart...
por la mañana

por la mañana

Sobre un café nos conocimos, en solo días una amistad nació, se nos reveló. Por esas mañanas tranquilas en la cocina, que era como oasis, solo importaba el café y la conversación. Esos momentos de paz- más que necesarios; contienen una cualidad vidal. Cuando hay mucho...