La Clandestina
La Gringita
- Birthday
- July 02
- Title
- la clandestina
- Bio
- riding the spiral to find the light at the end of the tunnel. here i am in south america tryin to get the fuck away from the north and see what there is to being elsewhere. por eso, me llaman la gringita.
MY RECENT POSTS
- independence day
May 28, 2012 05:30PM - The Door
May 25, 2012 01:31PM - blind confidence
May 22, 2012 01:32PM - going back...
May 17, 2012 09:39AM - i've started to ache for one
of my homelands...
May 16, 2012 10:01PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “poetry is whatever you
want it to be. i like the
first
version better...poetry
is…”
March 10, 2012 10:19PM - “i don't want to lose
it...”
February 26, 2012 11:56PM - “not marrige...but
love.”
February 20, 2012 01:59PM - “wonderful.”
February 15, 2012 04:57PM - “leave every moment to
the sweet possible, digo yo!
buen
trabajo.”
December 20, 2011 01:43PM
La Gringita's Links
independence day
you run away
before you even reach the edge
all of you.
…well,
those of you
who never knew
those of you too scared
to start the journey
to embark the climb
to arrive at the apex
before you… Read full post »
The Door
i'm swimming against the current here. and all the other fish are pissed off. but down there where the ocean has color and attitude, the other fish don't care. there is no one direction. it's only life. live it how you can. live it how you will. let the current take… Read full post »
blind confidence
i come
as quick as i go
but never you mind
because you're mine
and coming with me
wherever i may roam
it's the others
who don't know
and act surprised
when they realize
i've disappeared
and all they can see
is my shadow's shadow
slinking towards the distance… Read full post »
going back...
i'm going back...
back to my baby.
seems like forever
since we've been together
but time has elapsed
only making us stronger
you are the one
who will be the other side of me
the one who can see my dreams
my reflection
in our fucked up perception
of… Read full post »
i've started to ache for one of my homelands...
EL RITMO DE MOVIMIENTO: sittin in a sweat soaked bus, passin through the rural suburbia of guatemala. I have the thought: instability is for those who lack love. love allows the mundane to be divine. but it is also a distraction…driftin in and out of some form of meditation, I can… Read full post »
A Rainy Season Memory
Silence has no sound. Everything is always moving.
Always had been a night person; there’s something grand about the moment you can stand outside, and know that everyone in the near distance is fast asleep. An in a civilized place, you can hear the wind.
Tonight, in… Read full post »
split personalidad
me estas esperando
y solo por eso
estoy llegando...
for my love
for my reason
for the knowledge
that as soon as i'm in your arms
nothing else will matter
y todo la mierda
de esa tierra
is washed away
with the time change
it's amazing
how much one flight
into… Read full post »
never been so clear
it's near
the switch
el cambio
the grand change that throws me back
to the other culture
to where i was before...
only to take what i want
and hit the road
because i tested it out
and i thought it out
and it's not what i want
but i'm… Read full post »
The Shadows
i swear
i've been seein shadows
among the living
in the mirror
and on the ceiling
taunting me
with their questionable existence
and what it is
really revealing
zig zag wonderer
neither here nor there
not too keen on everywhere
but delighted by anywhere
unamused by nowhere
for it's all there
unphased by somewhere
all there to explore
&nb… Read full post »
why couldn't you just be cool?
it takes all the strength I can muster, as a mental being, to tell my id to shut the fuck up and just live life like I am supposed to. or just not cause conflict. but it’s not me that’s causing it. I’m inflicting it. into you. pointing out the difference.… Read full post »
infinite math
i sit on my cross legged throne
looking through the fabric of space time
plotting my path
on the spiraling graph of infinite math
i see your equation
equalizing mine
balancing us out among the tipsy turns of time
each the answer to the other
when the future… Read full post »
follow my love
you are ridiculous
the things you say
they are the perfect fit
to what we represent
a love headed toward infinity
just going whichever way
the other went
everyone should hear some one say
i love… Read full post »
your poet
you are my muse
and i am your poet
manipulating the ideas
behind the prose
so well, in fact,
that you'd hardly even know it
but obvious enough
that your poet does
the emptiness that drives you
i want to run
until my legs have no where to go
but i don't want to run from
i want to run to
leaving has become my second nature
where if anyone expects anything from me (anymore)
it's that i'll leave
and i've been poetically complaining
for years
that i… Read full post »
when surreal and real meet
i don't let things come to me. i go to them. i don't follow the dream, i chase it. consciously. i mean, i created it. the dream. it's mine. so it's always been there. it's there all the time. but the journey is what i need.… Read full post »
puzzling head breakers
i'm amazed...
that the crazy mishapen pieces
always fall
right
into
their place.
to make a crazy mishapen adventure
a path pulsating
into the perfect
destiny
that brings together
my two dreams...
to love you
mi amor
and the world
mi vida
the same.
the beautiful different
it's uncomfortable
that doing
that evokes that feeling
that brings upon
not only admiration
but strangely,
also jealousy
that makes everyone
take a second
and process
what you might've just said
because there was enough
confiden… Read full post »
the real world
to be on.
all the time
is clearing my mind
but not
in a goodway.
to be off
some times
is very
necessary.
out and away
from the public display
in and close
with you
as the central focus
to read yourself
and find out
what you'll become
when you're… Read full post »
honesty
it's all gonna happen. the way it's supposed to. if it was supposed to.
everything i believe is based on the fact that none of it matters.
entonces, quien importa?
gotta love a double meaning...in whichever sense of it existing.
i like to talk of the abstract. of the… Read full post »
once i go
i thought i was looking for a place to stay
but i'm really
just looking for a place to go
i've proven
that i can settle down anywhere
after all, i am human
but there is a twist
in my subconcious
that allows me to roam
so that almost anywhere i… Read full post »
Yo quiero...
quiero recibir tus besos
quiero perderme en tus brazos
quiero sentir tu calor
quiero darte todo mi amor
vamos por el futuro
mano a mano
ojo a ojo
corazones torcidos
formando un nuevo camino
para caminar siempre
lado a lad...
quiero estar con tigo
y quiero que estes con… Read full post »
as long as it's with you...
it's a lil funny
that from guatemala
i took away a tattoo
something permanent
but ethereal too
but what i took from ecuador
was something real
spiraling into what i feel
something that will always be
a part of me
what i took from ecuador
was you
mi amor
and… Read full post »
your body is my chocolate
i want to write a love poem. but i can't. even though i know what i want to say...i don't know the form. there is this indescribable feeling that i've had since the day i met you. i remember being able to see the energy flowing between us. the dimensions were… Read full post »
Any advice on getting published?
How can you go about getting published? I am most interested in publishing poetry and maybe some book-like things...I just don't know where to start. I ain't looking to be famous but I'd like to get my words out there and maybe make some dinero...
let me know what y'all… Read full post »
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