Dos pasos para el amor
Primero (Martín Albricias):
Tus comisuras fueron las trincheras de esa primera batalla campal. Mis dedos cabalgaban firmes contra tu piel. Claudicaste a la primera embestida de mis besos.
Y después, abyección (Jeremy Postner):
Lately, I am not myself.
I peruse my fingers through leafy books, searching for desire. It’s been hitting me with certainty: I can’t help but look for you in all those leafy, leafy books.
Come to think of it, lately, I’m precisely myself.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
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