experiences
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las ventanas abiertas
El sol del mediodía me ha dejado gotas de inspiración del tamaño de las pepitas de una sandía pero aun así han creado una revolución. Anisha Weinstein Continue reading
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When did the sun rise?
When did I realize? When did it happen? When did I evolve? Suddenly the sun rose, Flowers came out of my mind, Birds flew out of my chest. Before crossing the street, ask yourself if you even cross my mind. I will be on my way, and I won’t come back blind. Anisha Weinstein Weil Continue reading
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If time elapses, it goes past.
I’m moving on. I’m packing. We all are, actually. We all are making boxes. boxes full of memories and experiences that we created in 365 days boxes full of feelings that we lived in 2017. I’m leaving them in the basement. Even though they are part of my life and I’m not going to forget… Continue reading
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Cautelosamente
Me gusta mirarme al espejo y ver todas las cosas que me gustan de mi. Creo que es lo que todo el mundo debería hacer. ¿Por qué fijarnos en la negatividad de la vida? Mírate. ¿Ves esos ojos tan bonitos que tienes? ¿Ves esa línea que define tu cadera? ¿Y esa curva tan sexy que… Continue reading
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Another type of art.
It had been a long time since I had been on a plane. I forgot what it felt like to take off. The feeling of excitement rushing to your head. Looking out the window just to see what kind of art piece nature had created that day. It painted a pinkish sky with the… Continue reading
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I wanna have slow mornings with you.
I wanna have slow mornings with you. With the breeze coming in through the windows moving the white curtains that look like they are slow dancing to the sound of wind. With the aroma of just made coffee and fresh baked toast coming from the kitchen. It’s 8.30am and it’s one of those days where you just… Continue reading
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Coexistence.
She craves him, not when she wakes up and feels alone not when she’s bored and doesn’t know what to do. She craves him in middle of the day when she’s laughing with her friends and wishes he could be there. She craves him when she’s cooking for one, when she looks at the chair… Continue reading
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Places.
Places are like people. They have lived a hundred different experiences. Take a lake, for example, lakes have touched so many different bodies in so many different ways. It kind of reminds me of you. You have touched me in a hundred different ways too but the only difference is that you never really got… Continue reading