Utopia

She helps with both hands, the bird wants to fly. Over burnt ashes in sliver of sky chocolate heart dances.   © February 2018 Marta Pombo Sallés

Never Again A Would-be Stalker

“I want a romantic nonexistent hero”, wrote poet Sylvia Plath in her journal. As soon as Selina read this she felt it spoke to her. Yes, she projected this idea of a romantic hero onto Ian and became incessant (indesinenter in ancient Latin). She almost began to stalk him somehow. No, she does not like…

Left and Felt: Three Abnormal Women?

In this silent night the ripples of the lake come and go like sisters Left and Felt who intermingle in our ephemeral lives where all seas and mountains finally meet, where tomorrow’s already today’s yesterday of three women I encountered in their journey. The first, Laura, began to speak of Left and Felt: Two concise…