Cuando mataba zancudos…

  La primavera pasada cuando lo conocí, o cuando él me conoció, me dedicaba a matar zancudos. Crecí siendo atacada por ellos, y en cada visita parecía como si no se hubieran olvidado… Continue reading

Atemporal Time

Things tend to fall apart, and if you’re in your mid-twenties, this happens more frequently that what you expected or wanted. The so-called “mid-twenties” is not only a period of time in your… Continue reading

Chapter 3: Ephemeral Stimulus

This is chapter 3 of my short story “UNEDITED” which I wrote a few years back and just decided to share. It doesn’t have to make sense now.  Masturbation is my emergency relief.… Continue reading