martes, 30 de marzo de 2010

~For export~


MY SISTER FLORENCIA IN OUR APARTMENT IN BUENOS AIRES.

In midst of moving from a country on one side of the Andes to one on the other, for some reason, I've been feeling the need to make up infantile cathartic poems. Moving to a country so near to your own makes it seems as though you're semi-moving. Although I'm sure that in a month or so, when all the trips back and forth stop, I'll feel like I'm actually moving.

2 comentarios:

Raymi Lauren dijo...

such a romantic blog

Virginie dijo...

WELCOME!
You made my day... Eventhough I'm not sure if it's a compliment or not. :p

I've been reading your blog for a few years and I have to say you've made me laugh out loud on several ocassions.