Tag: Rocío Bolaños
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Sidera (XV): Rocío Bolaños
The rope Father:Protector of my thunderingsand gray aura that accompanies me.Devastated by distance and despair,in your silence I recognize myself. Father:I still hide beneath the pillowof the sea from my childhood,but the emptiness shrinks in your echoand I have taken your ropewith my clumsy handsto set us free. Father:I haven’t…