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Liberty is not a woman walking the streets, she is not sitting on a bench waiting for an invitation to dinner, to come sleep in our bed for the rest of her life.

José Saramago


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🦋 Dreams and shadows

las sombras y los sueños en que se consisten
las paredes y puertas de la casa en que moro
las palabras y frases que salen a chorros:
en que mi tiempo sea corto insisten

las sombras y las cortinas que las echen se repiten
y crecen y caen por completo en mi recámara
se deslizan alrededor de mis ojos alicántaras
y sueños: voy soñando con que mis antepasados me griten
a través de las paredes y las sombras de la casa de mi alma

-- Lorenzo Josner Ávala

posted afternoon of Sunday, January 13th, 2013
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Soñe con que Carolina me gritaba para ayuda y sus gritos se reflejaban en las paredes de mi habitación. Soñe con que la voz enfurecida de mi abuelo me gritaba y yo me escondía.

posted evening of January 14th, 2013 by Lorenzo Josner Ávala

Going back and forth between "alicántaras" and "serpientes" at the end of the seventh line.

posted evening of January 14th, 2013 by Jeremy

posted evening of January 15th, 2013 by Jeremy

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