Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

We're all that's left “quedamos nosotros, victoriosos, con alas y deseos y dientes y locura.” Efraín Huerta The two of us lying on the sand after making love on the beach. You said it’s late but I couldn’t imagine you'd leave. I remember the treaded paths, the beach resorts where our hands defeated our bodies. We were hybrids dreaming of words and other fevered voices while others sank like rocks in the fog. I don’t remember how many of these encounters we had, the torn arteries, the bottomless anguish deleted from my memory, the storm traveling inland destroying my divided past.

We're all that's left “quedamos nosotros, victoriosos, con alas y deseos y dientes y locura.” Efraín Huerta The two of us lying on the sand after making love on the beach. You said it’s late but I couldn’t imagine you'd leave. I remember the treaded paths, the beach resorts where our hands defeated our bodies. We were hybrids dreaming of words and other fevered voices while others sank like rocks in the fog. I don’t remember how many of these encounters we had, the torn arteries, the bottomless anguish deleted from my memory, the storm traveling inland destroying my divided past.

We're all that's left “quedamos nosotros, victoriosos, con alas y deseos y dientes y locura.” Efraín Huerta The two of us lying on the sand after making love on the beach. You said it’s late but I couldn’t imagine you leaving. I remember the treaded paths, the beach resorts where our hands defeated our bodies. We were hybrids dreaming of words and other fevered voices while others sank like rocks in the fog. I don’t remember how many of these encounters we had, the torn arteries, the bottomless anguish deleted from my memory, the storm traveling inland destroying my divided past.