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Pepe Edwards

One of those many nights we spent talking, looking at art books and eating whatever we could find in the refrigerator, we ran into an envelope in one of the books. The envelope was not sealed and had not been mailed. It was just briefly addressed to: “My love – The room on the back …

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The Portrait

From the very beginning it had been a project that, once finished, would have disastrous consequences for her dreams.  But Eniel could not stop herself from doing it as she made the decision to paint the portrait her lover had asked for. Something inside herself had told her that once all the forms had been …

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The Truth

It would be interesting that once a year, worldwide, we could for one day say exactly what we think and how we feel. The other 364 days we can do it according to social conventions, we will not offend anyone and we will lie without blinking an eye.  Moreover, we will convince our children that …

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The Scam

As a child, of approximately seven, I found a sealed envelope dumped in the street with two coins inside. Certainly the coins were quite old and dark in color, but in excellent condition. The owner of the corner store learned of my discovery and called my name one day when I was sent to the …

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Abandonment

The midday sun beat down on the thirsty willows that leaned toward the riverbank. Summer was relentless and within hours the heat would be unbearable. Not so for the girls who were absolutely unrelated to atmospheric determinism and had worked for hours trying to build a different world around them, which certainly was incomprehensible and above …

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Contact

It came in a dream. The contact, I mean, happened in a dream. I had had dreams of that kind before, but this was definitely something different.  He came dressed in white, and I have to say that white was never a color Ric used, except on rare occasions. He was smiling and playful, as …

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The divine footprint

In my centeris a heartAnd in my heart is a radiant sunthat illuminates everythingEverything doneand to yet be doneEverything the universe encompassesand everything that is not containedAll that isAnd that is not My center is not only mineIt belongs to everyone and everythingIt is my way to the profoundAnd it reveals its meaningAnd the meaning …

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Inner journey

Calm, transparent morningWith crystalline soundsOf subterranean murmursAnd silent reflections. Submerged in this lightThe earth becomes moistAnd the waters rise into the skyTo become cloudsReturning to their origin In the same way I go up to the starsCome down and immerse myselfIn the depths of my soul When I go up I bring with methe sweet …

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Mayan dream

Antonio Ajqui was my nameMayan my heritageOne year ago came my deathAt the hands of the monster My words existBecause in the immense pain I suffered on dyingThey crystallized into images, into sounds,The sounds you hear. From my village I came to the empireTo escape the violence,To flee the bloodAvoid the fire,The destruction, the squalor …

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