
The Time I Led A Code at the Airport
The strangest thing I see is the transition between deadness and aliveness, the way this man’s face gets filled again as though with something. Continue reading The Time I Led A Code at the Airport
The strangest thing I see is the transition between deadness and aliveness, the way this man’s face gets filled again as though with something. Continue reading The Time I Led A Code at the Airport
Nos debemos, colectivamente, tanto la vulnerabilidad como la ternura. Continue reading Riesgo y vulnerabilidad
El sol quema, el tiempo está otra vez corriendo, como corren el agua y el viento. Es una cuestión de supervivencia, no de enemistad. Continue reading «Kid Ermitaño» vs. «Erizo Letal»
She was desperate to remember… she was scared by the certainty that time would take with it the details of him that still lived in her mind, and that so much life would be reduced to a stupid photograph. Continue reading Little White Lie
Cuando teníamos seis años, Lidia existía. Continue reading Lidia