Lo.cura, autor en Mariposas y Poemas

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Day and Night, I do

ByLo.curaagosto 16, 2020

* These shards of hope cannot cut my skin, I’m made of tainted glass I feel the edges as my own. I can pick them up every day and put them back in the sun, where they can grow tight and make you smile. ** There are these moments when the moon is full and […]

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Bittersweet holiday

ByLo.curaagosto 12, 2020

Shimmering gold and I’m dreaming still, my arms closing in like the jealous tide, won’t ever try to find a better shore where to stop by.

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Ganas

ByLo.curaagosto 7, 2020

Pequeñas y revoltosas, te envuelven en las sombras, me sonríen pícaras cuando te busco las cosquillas. Su simpatía me encandila, pero son escurridizas. Cuando quiero tocarlas tú me miras y en silencio me vacilas.

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A very 2020 summer

ByLo.curaagosto 5, 2020

I never seem to get there to the point where my fingers reach the soft waters, the warm sand. I never seem to get close enough to dive deep into the sea and taste the salt on my lips.

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Summer reading: advice on writing by famous writer

ByLo.curajulio 16, 2020

«Life isn’t a support-system for art. It’s the other way around.» On Writing, Stephen King During the course of this week, I’ve read a new type of book for me: On writing, by Stephen King. This book is «a memoir of the craft», with the writer recounting

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Spill your blood

ByLo.curaoctubre 29, 2019

Have you ever felt like you are living a life that doesn’t quite suit you? That you are behaving and moving through your circumstances in ways that don’t do justice to your whole being? I feel like that right now. I know it is probably temporary, but I can tell

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How to know your life purpose – or how to get one

ByLo.curaagosto 13, 2019

What is your calling? What is the purpose of your life? Why are you alive? What is the value of your life? What makes life valuable to you? What is a life well-lived? How do you find meaning in life? So many questions we ask ourselves. Some of us, we ask them constantly.

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Esos besos que anhelas

ByLo.curaagosto 3, 2019

Salen los astros, te acarician las pestañas. Escuchas el rugir del agua, las risitas de los niños, los gritos de tu espíritu libre cabalgando en la orilla. El viento te aparta el pelo café mientras relames el sabor de la pinta. ¿A qué saben los besos que anhelas? ¿Serán de

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Su aura de musa

ByLo.curajulio 31, 2019

Nace, en su córnea, el impulso, el deseo, torcer hacia un lado la mirada y dejarse quemar por esa luz, nada suya, tan de otra, y sin embargo, como siempre, tan íntimamente conmovedora.

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Espejo Feroz

ByLo.curajulio 4, 2019

Feroz, le dices al espejo cuando entras en la ducha. Te bañas en tus dudas te secas las tristezas te adornas con tus sueños te pones el coraje como traje y te das la vuelta. ¡Al ataque! Feroz, dice tu mirada a aquel que se te cruza. Las ganas de atravesar el cielo las