February 2011
Crossing my fingers for my summer plans.
Dorothea Grossman - I Have To Tell You
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I have to tell you, there are times when the sun strikes me like a gong, and I remember everything, even your ears.
Today I had three cups of cafe con leche, tostada...
Soledad de mis pesares, caballo que se desboca, al...
“Soledad, dreadful one,
the stallion that runs free
finds at last the sea
only to be swallowed by the waves.”
From Garcia Lorca’s “Romance de la pena negra” (Ballad of the Black Anguish)
