You think you�ve got it all figured out?
Your head�s a messy little cuarto, full of empty beer cans, half-baked sue�os, and the kind of pensamientos that make you stare at the ceiling at 2:14 a.m. wondering if the spider�s judging you. Well, this colecci�n is the thing that won�t leave when the lights go out. It�s the grit in your shoe, the laugh that bubbles up when you�re supposed to be sad, the quiet voz that screams even when the world�s busy kicking you in the pants.
It�s raw, it�s unpolished, it�s what happens when you stop trying to be fancy and just say what�s on your mind - like yelling at a traffic jam. It�s also a bit daft, a bit tierno, like a panther and a flamingo dancing in turbans or a chiste that makes you cry a little. It�s the stuff that sticks around when everything else fades: the amor that lingers, the anger that fizzles out, the weird little momentos that make you human.
Don�t expect pretty words wrapped in ribbons. Expect something that talks back. Something that�ll make you snort, sigh, and maybe even think a little - though don�t worry, you won�t have to work too hard. It�s THE ONLY THING INSIDE THAT ABIDES, and it�s here to stay - like a bad habit, but a good one. �Salud!
Also in the series:
� Honest Mistakes and Other Poems
� Don't Try, I Told You I Was Ill