From the Kingdom of Tired Limbs

I first encountered the accordion gate not as an object of nostalgia in films or photographs, but as a concrete entity, a noise-emitting pre...

LE PITRE CHATIÉ THE CLOWN PUNISHED Yeux, lacs avec ma simple ivresse de renaître Eyes, lakes with my simple intoxication to...

“Was I like him, before? It’s possible. Although it may destroy me, this revolution is my revenge against the stupid Cuban bourgeoisie...

“One of the things that really gets me about people is their inability to sustain a feeling, an idea, without falling apart.   Elena turn...

Rating systems for books are ridiculous. It does not matter if the reviewer is a professional or an expert for sunday reviews of a petit bou...

The Tragedy of an Honorable Man (from Aguafuertes Porteñas ) Roberto Arlt Every day I witness the tragic life of an honoura...

The Sadness of English Saturday (from Aguafuertes Porteñas ) Roberto Arlt Could it be that because I have been wandering th...