Thursday, August 28, 2014

nostalgia

nostalgia tears through me (suddenly)

like a muscle screaming open

revisiting

the tissue

my present state of mind

slipping

sucks me in

sinking now

--
stashed it away in boxes, 

stomped out fantasy
--

swimming up, i see

sun glistening in the water

respiro, and my body intersects the sun rays

and the break of el agua.

levanto mis manos,

solcito

salt-water

redemption

lágrimas

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