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Being a mother

When people ask me why am I always say I can not explain.

is more than anything else I can say.

his face is petite, beautiful eyes, her tender hand.

His breath on my chest, his dream, his embrace

.

is more than anything before.

is happiness and pure love.

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The usual

Today everything is as usual. The window through which the sun shines always, the phone is usually ringing mid-morning and displayed the same voices that always-keep listening deso-life, the appliance in place, the two chairs at the kitchen table to receive a delicious breakfast every day. The steps, the smell, the heart, the person kisses always so loved and so mine.

Maybe it's a good day to release something that is part of the same old thing, what part of my life, what makes me happy.

I'm going to find it.

Illustration: Skasia

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skin Skin Say goodbye

I want to hold.

'll come running until I eat the air,

until my feet flying, until

the heart sing,

to tune your skin

soon.

Illustration: Alejandra Acosta

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Bye.

cold

Al gesture

with the look alone.

Al emptied by dark holes.

Al tremor.

Al roaring crying

nonsense.

the noise.

Bye.

Illustration: Alejandra Acosta

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I do not know what has my back, maybe stories that air is carried. I look forward and see the triumph of hope with its own name.

smile. After a while I cry in a frenzy of euphoria and estremeciento; that it feels deep pain has been on the inside and finally make a living.

breathe slowly lest the wind to pass by. I open my eyes, let the golden light calque in my face and I stay, I let myself.

I dedicate it small, because I know you want to look ahead.

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Triumph I'm the same, but bigger I have no words

I'm big. I'm so big that do not fit anywhere. To sleep I have to fill air pillows and when I need one quarter bath seawater.

I'm big I can not jump. Nor run. So I'm going slowly, because we go the world over five steps from start to finish.

Sometimes when I stretch my arms fall comes to the fingers and tell him to summer soon arrives fresh air, which may be opening the windows.

so great that I just woke up and I get back to sleep by the feet, so for me not to argue back to sleep.

'm so great because you're into me and each time I still feel my life grow some more.

Illustration: Alejandra Acosta

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I have no words.

prefer hands

the

beats.

're you,

quiet and peaceful, bulking

my life.

My life with you,

in one time

for two .

Until the world

caress you forehead and your

own air

words rain down

say I love you.

Illustration: Paola Borquez

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already have five years ... What I can give you, my child?

How about some skates?, "A drum? No, we already have. A story? No, it does not, your mom knows them all ... Oh, I know!

I give you ... applause.

Te regalo ... boats smiles.

Te regalo ... air rises kites.

Te regalo ... bee wings.

Te regalo ... a refrigerator to preserve memories.

Te regalo ... one hundred secrets of magic.

Te regalo ... zumitos sun and cherries.

Te regalo ... spring to jump high.

Te regalo ... a photocopy of stars.

I give you all my love ....

You were the first to make me shine, always be my gentle glow of full moon.

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falling star in a bubble

excited to see falling stars. It is a disruptive game between hope, chance and beauty. The game is won when all three occur simultaneously and the reward is a feeling of euphoria so short, you always need to see one more, hopefully another.

Tonight I will put my hands on my belly (as as touching the sky) and lying to wait the time comes. Think hard: "falling, falling like a star" until you feel the blow. Then steal one by one all the stars so you never run out of this beautiful game.

Illustration: Graham Franciose

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Travel

Back in at the junction of four streets form a vortex street magic from the air, the light, rainbow and the water. You and I come from the other side of town, a serene-step your way, and pushed by the brightness we get into the intersection and waited to see what happens. your eyes open moon as freckles slip and you get the big laugh. Suddenly the Chiribitos in your face add to the turmoil of the four blocks and bubbles start to form giant, transparent colors, delicate but strong, one of which surrounds us, invites us to go and we get air passengers. The journey is long, so we were both together turned into quiet specks of light .

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Good morning! The inner child

There are mornings that do not smell anything or sun

or attached sheets.

There

slow morning smelling

a cherry tree

swollen.

But the best morning

are smelling kisses

to

mint cookie.

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days ago, I met you. So many years that I've seen you ... were just as you remember, as if you had not grown all along: straight hair, very bright, tied with a fork on one side of the forehead, small face, with a sweet expression, like sadness, that began in eyes filled with black lashes and just a short smile.

I had the impression that surprised you do not see me, they really took time knowing that at any moment I might appear as if you had been in the same place forever just so I could find. I felt a twinge in your heart, not pain, wasted overjoyed, because so many years without knowing you have deprived me of the joy of living in peace.

When I came to you I had the urge to hug you and welcome you in my body, but before I asked you if you were happy.

Are you happy?

In doing so I cried, because a girl is asked if she's happy, girls prefer going outside to play or braids with wool.

Are you happy?

I got the question as if it had bounced off a mirror, as if the air me back my own doubts. And before she went to answer

wondering ... How heal? How do I heal?

small I do not know, learn to do it, but preferred not to say anything. I took your hand and promised to never leave you alone, so at least if we find happiness came the two together.

Now you always carry with me, I should not leave there knowing that you did not like being alone.

Illustration: Lisa Hurwitz

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Perceptions

I hear you.

verses sounds like, voices

flying

music

from the other room.

I feel you,

das heat.

He held out for llegarte,

stretch my fingers

are millimeters

thumbnail of your hand,

small strokes

gift.

I know who you are,

've learned your voice,

your touch, your

trail to find

when slipping

my world

yours.

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Air comb the grass,

too high,

too green,

for dark evenings.

'm almost spring,

my navel

is a sun and skin layers

horizons by dawn.

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...

color looked

the soul shines

Quality

those days laughter ...

... looked dark green

to drop the dream

lookout shifts ...

looked white ... slow

to caress the feet soft ...

... they looked deep red

to kiss until your eyes were burning ...

that preferred look is

looked as if it were not lost

Illustration: Adolie Day

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primary emotions: Joy

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The Lives of Others

From top could see everything without anyone knowing he had a habit of observing others. It was curious, just felt good looking at other lives. When night fell climbing the roof to sit and wait. And waited.

Could it be that nothing happened, then looked at the sky and felt the only person in the world who did that. Being the only one who watches the sky is magical.

loved to see how the lights went out in the windows, how it was surrendering the night to sleep quietly and imagine occupying the people's eyes, felt the soft touch of the sheets in the body and kiss goodnight . Good night, said to himself. Then

heard a noise and immediately focused on every move, every tiny detail and stayed very still so as not to interfere. If you could move be that things do not happen like that never go out to walk the lonely, the moon shine again not or could not be lovers embrace. The most tender hugs are given at night and the most beautiful words, too. That's why I liked the night watch, if a word was released.
Only when the night stood still came home and turned off the light hoping someone was watching from his roof window.

Illustration: Skasia

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I do not know if I can help. The world works in a strange way. Unfair.

do I know you need kisses and still do not know how to share a laugh. In the end everything is forgotten, you will see how everything goes, I'm telling you, time passes. I wonder what is wrong in you to have to suffer in this way so brutal. There is nothing wrong with you, the problem is out there.

want you to know that all we ever feel lonely, but I really happen to you as soon as it is not fair that you feel so bitter.

tell me that the worst thing that happens every day is up in the morning, I hear that I wrinkled the penalty, but I understand that you do not excite the contempt, the bad words and the empty seat next to me. I understand that you're better at home, in your refuge, where no one asks for nothing, and I also understand that when you go out you become the loneliest girl in the universe, because at your age loneliness overcomes the limitations of land and expands in millions of infinite sadness, for the sky. I can only

Rozart cheek affectionately, and excited to hear you. Raise your head, you know you smile? I can also help you smile. That is beauty.

Illustration: Patricia Metola

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I do not know where I put my feet

I have lost somewhere.

I searched in my shoes, as if to take them off have been inside, but my feet are not there.

I have to wait for the sunrise to recover.

do not like winter , so are gone.

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Let

into your house and sit by your side,

let me do the sleeping and stir with your fingers

tangles of my hair.

Let me lie in your lap, mother,

for me to go all the tears oppress my soul,

do not know

be sad if your hand is not close to catch it. Let

follow you around the corner from your house,

I can not stand to see one

and then pulls back the curtain of the window to look

together the street as we accompany life. Let

found at the bottom of your eyes

noonday

and build your cold sun torments me. Let

singing your name, mother,

not want to hear my sound anymore.

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Set Your home on the train

Trains go slowly to avoid disrupting the landscape. So I thought as I looked out the window of the car, that the landscape is slower when you travel by train.

was raining and the window drops had moved very slowly, just as I was looking, as if following the path they wanted my eyes. Outside was all water, all cold and I felt safe in my car empty and silent, huddled in the last seat playing together drops.

I always liked to play alone, with the minimum at my disposal, almost without moving, as if I was half person, half puppet and you never knew if it was me who played or were playing dolls of me.

Who knows if I got off the train I'm still in it or traveling slowly. Who knows if I am made of cloth .

Illustration: Laaura