On thinking about love (together); when old age comes.

By Pedro Mieles Cantos An attempt at a hybrid essay on the subject of love. Thank you for so much, Valeria. It’s cold tonight. It looks like it’s going to rain for the rest of the night, and as I hear the raindrops hitting the metal of the emergency handrails, I hear Valeria’s voice over the cell phone.Continue reading “On thinking about love (together); when old age comes.”

FALL

By Irlanda Ruiz-Aguirre Today, the leaves along the path are tinged with yellow, orange, and burgundy; they transform and grow more beautiful in a shy yet solemn way. Autumn makes its entrance, showing itself off without restraint—both in the afternoon and the morning, in the city, on the plains, and in the mountains. A new season arrives, and withjoy... Continue reading “AUTUMN”