Brown feels like a sugary chocolate cake melting in your mouth.
Brown smells like wet mud after it rains. …
My sky, sky of a million colors, with its many
vibrant colors glimmering in the dark sky…
La portería se comía el balón como yo como casamiento
mientras el pasto se peina el pelo con la lluvia…
It tasted like poems,
the ones you process at night as the sounds of the city jungle put you to sleep…
The best part of me are my feet.
They are strong like a deeply rooted to the ground …
When I get to my work I see many empty seats.
In the morning I lose some of my patience while during class…
Brown feels like a sugary chocolate cake melting in your mouth.
Brown smells like wet mud after it rains. …
Into the woods to help a friend in need.
Free-spirited, what’s selflessness, self-improvement…
I used to rely on the hardness and the safety it gave me until, it disappeared.
Now, I rely on my fingers who keep me safe and stable…