Wolf said ...
Dear readers, dear reader: painted
On Tuesday the most hectic, it's cold with the winking winter, although the sun was shining brightly (what a beautiful word) about volcanoes. Yesterday I shared with
Coffee turma Awareness (satellite sources, Edo. Mex.) Gave me the opportunity to read several poems Maestro Jaime Sabines, "canonize the whores" (my favorite), "Horal", "I do not know for sure" and so many more. Which made me return, at least for a few moments ago I missed tuxtleca. I remembered my table in the Café the Esphera ", with the marimba park, seeing the huge growth and waning crescent on the horizon, I moved to the viewpoint of" love ", I felt the need to enjoy a" Caldito outdated. " Tuxtla returned to my Master's voice Sabines, I missed the Pochote pozol and nights in San Cristobal. Chiapas missed my friends and even more to my friends in Chiapas. Returning
midnight at my house with the feeling of having been and not been in two places at once, and probably fell asleep happy, but do not remember, I dreamed of Chiapas. Amenecí
happy, cold, missing. Later I'll be
Acatlán, selling books, sharing with fellow creative writing workshop and later with my friend Rosario to complete projects. As every Tuesday of my life, this will be a wonderful Tuesday.
Howling for you.
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