Elia Casillas: Flower of...

 

I don't know where my reality begins or where the street ends dawn on my feet Thursday the last time I saw them was Saturday I'm still investigating if the present dream is not the one from Monday or if I didn't have this moment the day before yesterday I don't know if the oxygen it's mine or if I already breathe dirt in the reedbed of La Parca Tomorrow Two days ago Today I learned that some people live their death and accompany it with coffee not to fall asleep

 

Navojoa, Son. Sep/2/2004