February 2012
1 post
January 2012
5 posts
My friend Karen mailed me this wonderful poem by William Blake:
“Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell’s despair.”
So sung a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle’s feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:
“Love seeketh only self to please,...
December 2011
6 posts
November 2011
13 posts
I was sitting outside on the balcony of my twenty-second floor apartment, when suddenly, a wild Reza appeared. She stood on the metal railing, slowly raised her arms up into the air, whispered a little prayer, and then jumped off while yelling her ex boyfriend’s name. I stood up and rushed down to the street, where I saw that Reza was wandering around in a stupor, searching for her...
What we all need to see is that this is how humans can be:
noble, considerate, and loving.
In reality, my Grandmother lives in Cuba, but in a dream that I had, she was hospitalized here in The United States. During one of my visits, she handed me a dreamed-up bundle of her childhood photographs. In one of them, her dashing father posed next to a fighter plane while she and her three sisters stood behind him, and in another photograph, my grandmother dotingly stared at a classmate who...
October 2011
18 posts
l decided to look up Mélanie on Wikipedia because I wanted to read about my boo’s life. I learned that she collaborated with Damien Rice on an album that was released back in May. I listened to the track titled “Everything You’re Not Supposed To Be” and I didn’t like it. However, it had been a while since I last listened to Damien Rice, so it was nice to hear him singing something new. I now...
I just watched Beginners. All that I’m going to say is that Mélanie Laurent’s kisses look like they would be heavenly.
Actually, I’ll also state that it was a charming film, despite being a bit gimmicky and depressing.
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I’m not really all that familiar with...
My mother recently bought herself an iPhone, learned how to text, and has downloaded a bunch of silly applications. Here are a few text messages that she has sent to me:
WatchI don’t think that there’s anything that makes me any sadder than sad old ladies.
September 2011
2 posts
One of my most favorite poems.
“A Emma”
by José Marti
No sientas que te falte
el don de hablar que te arrebata el cielo,
no necesita tu belleza esmalte
ni tu alma pura más extenso vuelo
No mires, niña mía,
en tu mutismo fuente de dolores,
ni llores las palabras que te digan
ni las palabras que te faltan llores
Si brillan en tu faz tan dulces ojos
que el alma enamorada se...
August 2011
1 post
Con el Otoño, viene el olvido
Tan bueno son los dias
Y se me crese la nari
July 2011
5 posts
