Taylor Yogurt Machines

Three Trails

There was a time when nothing seemed

that we would win. We resisted

flu

boring classes,

A wise and broken shoes.

unknowingly share the same hunger, the same dream, that childhood

austere and sacred love for what little joy in the shooting of a tequila

the music of the Ramones and

films of Cantinflas,

We

vague and friendly,

indignant we seeing rain,

indignant we know that life someday

would move to Mars.

hand

Following

traveling a stranger would feed us,

live on the line where the smile and the drama

our philosophy would be made up in bed,

the secret formula for failure row:

or lose it all or you do not lose to anyone.

/ / therefore no right

We declare a general strike

Sports

and indignation. We declare ourselves free

divinity,

and exhausted by nature waive

to forget and work for nothing.

There was also a time when we wanted to invent

global glue the broken hearts,

but we left a bitter tears

everywhere.

imagine:

all flooded up to the neck, crying photos

ink

paint the walls crying, screaming

clothes dirt and fatigue. We did

mojitos with tears

and drunken we sat at

sighed at not being able to scream.

Then

All dead

passion and with the charred bones, the wind

purged us taking us to

other Sures,

and asleep in the shade of a clump of pulled

lulo on each other,

eyes swollen, went silent until

be forgotten, leaving the pulp

and life experiences.

Edison Díaz

Tohatsu Diesel Outboard

The Fog

Caen

black waters 70 meters below.

arises from his being a melody

that disturbs, the result of vindictive

shock on the stone.

life springs from his

smell of shit of a thousand human

and one of its sides,

assists the desperate.

Drag

itself

sense of the word doom.

Although metaphorically

and licenses that give

letters:

is symbol of overcoming, as its waters

fall further with the same bravery

apocalyptic past.

will live with the tenacious

malgeniado

of a god, and I continued

the request is time for flood

lifting arms, droughts

moral living to their sides .

Edison Díaz