A poem — There are things that don’t change, things you can’t overlook or improvise. Do you keep those parts or do you diminish them? Do you grieve long with them or do you simply live together, making a hollow peace? A frame I cannot resent The clearance of my sight doesn’t depend On my…

Poem — In-between of death and life, Between those laughs and cries, between failures and successes, what do you call that lies? Do I have a future? A place to go a place to be? Stuck beneath the sea Its tides move back and forth Leaving some water on the shore I…

A poem — All the years I’ve lived, I’ve lived between places, Being the middle one in all the cases, I’ve given parts of me to two faces, I’ve been between those surfaces, I’ve lived on a line with two traces — touching each one at a time, Dividing myself to work for two services, I've endured curses, Coming from two spaces, Enough to burn two furnaces. All the years I’ve lived, I’ve lived between places.

A lyrical poem — They move in circles Whirling around making hustle Moving round-n-round causing a rattle I take a rest but they don’t settle Cause they like to move in circles Round and round, one by one Producing sounds like no one’s around Seems to me that they deem me As no one is in this house…

A poem — Pieces of thoughts left loose in our minds are not where they’ll confine. Creating a chronology from their kind, they’ve manifested their trust in the next one, making peace and order for their type; they hold the other with sheer strength and affirmation. The spiral seems to never end Moving with…

A lyrical poem — Two worlds. Two parts. Two lives. One time. Caught in a trance of my own decisions, Finding no way to deviate off from them Leaving faster than the moon, Oh, but they’ll know it by noon. Should I leave or should I disguise? Should I sacrifice or should I minimize? …