Pásame el plato de mi hijo.

Pásame el plato de mi hijo. at a certain point, there came someone else to serve. the salt water wiped off, the sex tucked up in white. this moving thing, which has quit your innards and moves towards your breast. this was the resolved course of your life. blond, blue. the desperate sleeps, a littleContinue reading “Pásame el plato de mi hijo.”