They were the last people in the earth
He found her in a cave ten days after the world ended
She was just a child and he watch her grow
May someone forgive the soldier
who followed orders with his eyes closed.
May someone forgive the General, the Coronel,
the Admiral, the Lieutenant Captain.
Or The Alienation of Our Mourning There is a lie, a deceit perpetrated on our minds by our culture of visual images; of movies and TV as narrators of our reality, which affects our expectations about loving, relating to each other, working together and even, finally, even grieving. The paradigm of our modern and stylized […]
My readings as of late have convinced me of this: behind the post-modernist love of ambiguity lies the post-modernist fear of commitment. It’s sad that so many talented writers, able to craft truly rounded characters and rich situations, capable of profound observations about the very nature of our relationship to the world, to memory, to […]
I love you more than you can ever imagine…
I am an orphan when you leave for work,