I am ready

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I am ready
Shhhh
Anoche durante la madrugada empecé a leer Las cosas que perdimos en el fuego de Mariana Enríquez, escritora argentina, que me recomendaron hace mucho tiempo.
Ya me atrapó. El libro tiene varios relatos cortos. Voy por el primero y ya captó toda mi atención.
reader witch
REMINISCÊNCIAS
e o tempo estrangulou minha estrela
quatro números giram insidiosos
enegrecendo os confeitados
e o tempo estrangulou minha estrela
caminhava reles sobre poço escuro
os brilhos choravam a meus verdores
e eu olhava e eu olhava
e o tempo estrangulou minha estrela
recordar três rugidos de
ternas montanhas e raios escuros
duas taças amarelas
duas gargantas raspadas
dois beijos comunicantes da visão de
uma existência a outra existência
duas promessas gementes de
tremendas loquacidades distantes
duas promessas de não ser de sim ser de não ser
dois sonhos jogando a ronda do sino ao
redor de um cosmos de
champagne amarelo esbranquiçado
dois olhares afirmando a avidez de uma
estrela tiquinha
e o tempo estrangulou minha estrela
quatro números riem em cambalhotas desgostosas
morre um
nasce um
e o tempo estrangulou minha estrela
sons de nenúfares ardentes
desconectam minhas futuras sombras
um vapor desconcertante recheia
meu soalhado recanto
a sombra do sol tritura a
esfinge de minha estrela
as promessas se coagulam
frente ao signo de estrelas estranguladas
e o tempo estrangulou minha estrela
mas sua essência existirá
em meu intemporal interior
brilha essência de minha estrela!
alejandra pizarnik: la tierra más ajena (1955)
I am still not out of the delirious happy state of Argentina and Messi winning the world cup. I have been supporting this team and Messi for last 16 years, 2/3 of my life and my parents have been supporting them since 1986. The passion and love my family and my country has for Argentina is unparalleled. And we were happy to selflessly provide this love and support forever. In return we wanted nothing but to see them win a World Cup. To see Messi win a World Cup and cement his status as a GOAT.
But this year, all our dreams came true. Not only Argentina won the WC, our love was acknowledged. And as Buenos Aires was preparing to welcome their victorious warriors, they kept a little reminder of us with them, of our love. Seeing the Bangladeshi flags in the Argentine streets makes me so emotional because it felt like a scene from Dhaka's street for me where Bangladeshi flags and Argentine flags are being carried together to show our love and solidarity for the team. Except this time it's the other way around. It's the Argentines showing their appreciation for us.
Gracias my Argentine friends. Gracias for your love, for your team, for Messi. Gracias for bringing so much joy with your football. You will always have our love and support 🇧🇩🫶🏾🇦🇷
Tokio hotel is coming to LATAM OMGGGGGGG :) hahahaha
“La felicidad cabe en una taza de café”, de Toshikazu Kawaguchi en la línea B.