Stories from The Moon /  Cuentos de la Luna

Stories from The Moon / Cuentos de la Luna

  • Parallel Trains

    Parallel Trains

    Every now and then, we make it to the same station. Today hers is heading west; mine isn’t moving yet. I see her through the window. Her hair is styled puffy at the top like she used to when she’d pick me up from kindergarten. Twice, we’ve tried to get on the same train, but…

    laluna10

    August 30, 2023
  • Carta Abierta a la Mujer del Vuelo IB 6024

    Carta Abierta a la Mujer del Vuelo IB 6024

    Querida señora del asiento –G, Estoy escribiendo esta carta desde Berna con mi perro acurrucado al lado de mi. Sin ti, esto no hubiera sido posible. He volado con mi perro desde Miami a Dallas y de ahí a Puebla; pero nunca lo había llevado en un vuelo de diez horas. No pude haber pedido…

    laluna10

    August 30, 2023
  • Open Letter to The Woman on Flight IB 6024

    Open Letter to The Woman on Flight IB 6024

    Dear Woman on Seat –G, I’m writing this letter from Bern with my dog nestled next to me. Without you, this wouldn’t have been possible. I’d flown with my dog from Miami to Dallas and then to Puebla; but I’d never taken him on a ten-hour-continuous flight. I couldn’t have asked for a better ally.…

    laluna10

    August 30, 2023
  • En un Coche con Fantasmas

    En un Coche con Fantasmas

    Estás en un coche con tu padre. La canción “Clocks” de Coldplay está tocando en la radio. Cuando lees la palabra padre, éste es el recuerdo que hay en tu cabeza en un bucle corto. El cinturón de seguridad en la parte superior de tu cuerpo, los árboles delineando el camino, el viento frío metiéndose…

    laluna10

    August 30, 2023
  • In a Car With Ghosts

    In a Car With Ghosts

    You are in a car with your father. Coldplay’s “Clocks” is playing on the radio. When you read the word father, this memory plays in your head in a short loop. The tight seatbelt across your upper body, the trees lining the road, the cold wind getting inside the windows, sometimes you get a glimpse…

    laluna10

    August 30, 2023
  • Dos Figuras Abrazándose

    Dos Figuras Abrazándose

    Dos Figuras Abrazándose (Inspirada en la pintura de la artista Alemana Kaethe Butcher “A Hug in the Garden”) Tengo una pintura de dos figuras abrazándose. La figura en la izquierda tiene cabello largo negro y un vestido gris cubierto en amapolas. Su cara está escondida en el abrazo. La figura en la derecha tiene cabello…

    laluna10

    August 30, 2023
  • Two Figures Hugging

    Two Figures Hugging

    (Inspired in the painting by German artist Kaethe Butcher’s “A Hug in the Garden”) I have a painting of two figures hugging. The figure on the left has long black hair and a gray dress covered in red poppies. Her face is hidden in the embrace. The figure on the right has long white-ish hair…

    laluna10

    August 29, 2023
  • Work in progress / Trabajo en progreso

    Work in progress                      / Trabajo en progreso

    This is a little something that will become part of a bigger something. A collection titled “30 Rounds Around The Sun: Chronicles of My Life on Earth” / Esto es algo pequeño que será parte de algo más grande. Una colección llamada “30 Vueltas al Sol: Crónicas de mi Vida en Este Planeta” I can’t…

    laluna10

    June 3, 2023
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  • Revolving Doors

    Revolving Doors

    I’m walking in a city that isn’t my home. A city I can’t call mine. The people around me speak a language I can’t understand. This is not where my story was supposed to end. After three months of living here, I know on which corners to turn left and where I should keep walking…

    laluna10

    June 3, 2023
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  • This one would have one of those simple one-stroke kind of drawings that look effortless like incense rising.

    This one would have one of those simple one-stroke kind of drawings that look effortless like incense rising.

     I didn’t know that I was allowed to miss him. That I was allowed to touch that hollowed-out crater between my lungs with my fingers. That missing him after years and years, had a name: Love. What they don’t tell you either is that love isn’t water-soluble. That the stain is permanent. I’ve washed my…

    laluna10

    April 25, 2023
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