#feellings

Awakening I love this ordinary August afternoon, heavy breath of sub-tropical heat clinging to me like hot words of a lover, the beach empty of people, the sea, its luminous stillness. I love the way light spills from the sky and weaves between waves a shining cloth of white linen, and the sky itself, shapeless, abstract, big Frankenthaler brush strokes that one could get lost in. And the blue heron standing in a shell of silence, I love the way he partakes of sun's effusive outpouring in the great conch of the sea, waiting, listening without restlessness or change. On this late summer day, I love the transparent wings of dragonflies, who throw their blue green nets and fish " noseeums" from my glistening skin. And wind-up sanderlings that run a race with shirred tides, careen from water's puckered stitch as sea meets sand. I love the screech of gulls, their shrill cries that underscore the quiet. The sea's voice. I love that sound of abundance that bubbles and laughs like the effervescence in a glass of Moet Chandon. But most of all, I love this solitude the inclusion of myself in everything that matters. by Mary Jo Balistreri

Que yo más quiero

Can you feel the coldness of the water?

Million Dreams 🏮✨ !.

Soy la persona que queda fuera de los grupitos de amigos, a la que mejor ni le cuentan nada para ahorrarse escucharme, a la que ven de pie a cabeza por no usar ropa cara, a la que excluyen de todo, a la que le dan la espalda y en la las fotos grupales a la que le piden que tome la foto para que no salga en ella, también soy a la que solo le hablan para favores y para que comparta mi tarea. Así de patética soy.

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Al contrario, coloro che conosci da una vita da un momento all’altro sembra che non ti conoscano affatto. Sembra che non si accorgano di ciò che è più evidente, oppure semplicemente non vogliono vedere.