Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

Last Stop that my worst enemy not be the barbarian’s footservant’s verse or his easy-going memory that I may choose a tougher skin for my errant legs, not one that collapses in a galloping fire that my words come from a recognizable palace furnished with truth, joy, and pain that the most embellished portrait keep me alive at the last stop of the Orient Express