Cleaned up a Google translation of Rafael Perez Estrada's Rostul Visarii from Romanian. Funny, though, I'm sure he's Spanish. I wonder how close I got to the original.

The Purpose of Dreaming:Rafael Perez Estrada ( Read more... )

Supposed to look up to you but who gives a fuck about rank
I hold my cards close to me so you don't see they're blank

I don't know what to say to soothe you because everything goes through the necessary violence of language. We used to be able to speak without words but nowadays when you are angry you won't even hold me.

goddamn.

i've been thinking & writing in spanish since this afternoon so i could complete my spanish blog. it's over at ayudarme but there's not much to see other than the profile (photo by rob who showed up at my gate half past midnight inviting me out argh sorry man) because i'm shy about stuff. hey i got a 9.3/10 on my oral exam. have some pictures ( Read more... )

HE PERDIDO MI CARPETA AYUDARME AYUDARME ):

¡¿Quién es tu daddy?!

school is kicking my educated ass.

in character, i chose to spend a quiet night at home with the ff:
* neil gaiman's books of magic
* bill willingham's 1001 nights of snowfall (which is a compilation of shorts from the comic series fables)
* the 2007 o. henry prize stories
* jeannette winterson's the glass castle
but i do have to say this ( Read more... )

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okay. cough, cough.

un petit endroit dans l'espace perdu
et vouswe're heading up to baguio tomorrow (later) so you won't be hearing from me for a while. i'm dead tired & summer's done & wasted. as of late, everything has been an ending ( Read more... )

this morning i jolted awake from a dream of yr name

when you spoke to me on th phone there was
a point where you turned away
to speak to someone else beside you in chinese,
strange instructions in sharp cubed words

i like how you don't look at me in corridors
yr eyes are th noisiest of yr body, yr hands somehow
are silent even on me