Seen, heard, written all over
My eyes close on a good day and a verse writes itself, turn on the water in the shower and by the end I’ve written… Read More »Seen, heard, written all over
My eyes close on a good day and a verse writes itself, turn on the water in the shower and by the end I’ve written… Read More »Seen, heard, written all over
When I think back to all I’ve had and how I blew it and the things they ruined, and how hard it can be to… Read More »Pride: A Poem
How is a story born? A story is born… When we do things we shouldn’t do. When you look at me the way you do.… Read More »How is a Story Born?
To whom it may concern: I compiled my favorite and best blog posts from the past six years and they’re now in this eBook format,… Read More »Compilation of Best Posts
¿Que si me gusta la lluvia, dices? Me llena de alegría. Es lo único que me hace levantar de mi tumba para escribirte alguna carta… Read More »Lluvia de despedida
¿Y qué vamos a hacer ahora con estos corazones? Uno sediento de amor, otro lleno de desilusiones. Valdría la pena arrancarlo para olvidar las pasiones,… Read More »Corazones sin Dirección