Translated by Lisa Huempfner It was no secret to anyone that the marriage was going bad, real bad. I mean, that there was nothing left, no pieces to be glued…
7 Oyes el tic tac de una noche retrĂłgrada el goteo de una llave que no puede cerrarse el llamado intermitente de un pájaro nocturno un ronquido que se filtra…
Dietario, de Benito del Pliego. Amargord, Madrid, 2015. PrĂłlogo de Eduardo Milán. Benito del Pliego (Madrid, 1970) no es una, sino varias personas: el escritor de protesta, el poeta lĂrico…
Fearful that the last sunbeams will leave and they will be alone again ..............................................they keep scratching the twilight swinging higher and higher together in the same bear of joy ..............................................look…
El tenue rededor del mundo (Conaculta, 2015)¸ de Julio Eutiquio Sarabia El sepulcro es su morada perpetua y su casa de edad en edad, aunque hayan dado nombre a paĂses. …
Virginia Woolf needed a room of her own in which to write. Sandra Cisneros needed a house, a silent house that would offer a space to imagine, to think, to…
Not so long ago, you could have described the job of science and philosophy as the pursuit of truth without anyone even raising an eyebrow. Now, many people believe that…
