unicidades

I am determined to try new ways of doing things. I haven’t seen live Flamenco in so many years. So I schlepped all the way to Miami to watch a free Flamenco show and wine tasting. Parking was a hassle, since two black men approached me and scared me and the meter wasn't taking credit cards. I got back into my car and phoned the company to pay for parking. I wish I could write like the Japanese. Brush strokes and all. Walked to the pavilion and got into a crowded room by myself. I have no problem being in my own company, but I do not like people staring at me. So, I got myself a sample of Verdejo, a white wine from Rueda, Spain. Wine was good and crisp. I was trying to enjoy the evening with a little alcohol, but since I get tipsy very easily, I have to be careful and just drink a little. I also do not like the headaches I get after drinking wine. The Flamenco show was ok, nothing to write home about. The music was beautiful, but the dancers were just mediocre. One of the ladi...

I was surprised to have my photos taken at the Flamenco and Wine Tasting celebration last night at the Miami International Book Fair. 

O ingles me roubou do portugues e o espanhol me roubou do ingles. Por enquanto ninguem me roubou o coracao. 

Te servi cafe na cama. Como manda o figurino. Observei o teu semblante contra a luz do sol dentro do quarto. Te vi desnudo. Cansado. Farto de uma vida tao mundana. Que pensarias naquele momento? Que tao surpreendente foi nossa vida naqueles meses. Temos o que ficou. E e bastante. Tiveste em minha vida espaco. Te desenvolveste nos meus bracos. Cresceste. Foste homem. Talvez bem mais do que poderias ter sido outras vezes. Te dei cores. Aceitei sorrirte, contrariada as vezes. Fizemos planos. Tiveste ideias. E morreste afogado em teu proprio amor. Sucumbiste a solidao. Ao stress. As tuas dores. Um rancor amargo te levou, amor. Vuelves?

His heart in my hands. Dissipating slowly like melting snow. His silvery smile recovering in the warmth of my embrace. Hold me, he said.  Now that you held me, I feel better he whispered in my ear. Gone Heart.  A watery heart. Melting love. Life running away from us.  You fell.  I had you once. I had your heart.  I didn't know why I was crying in your arms. Was it joy? Or somehow, me, a fierce animal, knew you were dying? Why did I cry like that? How come I knew, or did? I pretended you were mine. But you were like dew. Alive at night. Existing in the leaf of other lives.  Disappearing in the morning. Evaporating. Little hearts finding new ways of being. Little water hearts. Whispering inaudible secrets Holding tight little people Little smiles. Believing and striving Little did we know The heart melted And the leaf once again Was desert