Luvina 57 / Luvinaria
Tijuana, Baja California El carro de Febo asciende, su hermana Eos ha abierto las puertas de Oriente, y Horas ata alazanes alados a su carro. Jano lo espera, abriendo las puertas del Sol, y éste a un lado de él se conmueve y congratula. Su hermana Selene se refugia en Morfeo, mientras Helios conduce su… Seguir leyendo Mitología / Prince Okami D’aria
Luvina 57 / Luvinaria
Tijuana, Baja California Como perfecta, admirada, digna de lo más admirable que ha creado el mundo. Ingenio de mis sueños. ¿Cómo tu poesía pudo hacerme infeliz?Yo que en tal sugestión, con la mayor delectación de todos mis versos, Me postraba con embeleso por todos tus arreos. Y en este enamoramiento impróvido recurro a beber inmortalidad… Seguir leyendo Perfecta / Prince Okami D’aria
Luvina 57 / Luvinaria
Guadalajara, Jalisco / Toc toc toc / Olvidé mi escoba en tu ventana, y desde ahora soy más lento cuando de llegar a ti se trata… Lamentarás que ya no tenga la intención de hacer un eco a tu impaciencia, o que por costumbre ya no quiera atolondrarme a cada noche por pensar… Seguir leyendo Olvidé mi escoba en tu ventana /Adrián Mariscal
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
They tell me I’m Mexican and Seminole and carry the aura of a lean voluptuous beauty. That my face is tanned like fragments of rye, that my waist is a finely spun silver wich vibrates. Of course, I have never seen my schema whole on, or witnessed my own proflle, or visuallytested my own emetics… Seguir leyendo Diary As Sin / Will Alexander
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
Now, the old neighborhood is feared and avoided, even by the people who live there. Although stores wait for customers right down on the Boulevard, people drive to the South Bay, or even over to the Westside, to see a movie or to do their weekly shopping. The local places sell third-rate furniture and last… Seguir leyendo Southland (Prologue) / Nina Revoyr
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
Ana had waited until the afternoon, when her father got up, to ask him about moving into Deliz’s apartment. If an outside chance of getting his okay existed, it would probably be at this point, not in the morning when he returned home and wanted to eat and then to sleep, and not at night,… Seguir leyendo Ana, Summer 1994 / Michael Jaime-Becerra
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
A witness to evil, a voice for the silent, and a timeless symbol of resolve now sings to us across the decades. The editors of TIME played your voice for me, singing an old song, adding annotations, photos, maps, and quotations. You sang without the instruments you loved, without anyone else's vocals to cover yours.… Seguir leyendo A Witness to Evil / Mathew Timmons
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
Perú Cantu took in the row of three-story flats in front of him like a wizened old eagle, through narrow eyelids, mouth opened. He focused on a weathered garage structure situated behind an apartment complex of more than 100-year old graystones in a destitute section of Chicago’s Humboldt Park. The garage didn’t appear… Seguir leyendo This Cold, This Bitter Cold / Luis Rodríguez
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
Even the crickets were not the same, here in California. Their heads were too large, their antennae long like an old man’s stray eyebrow hairs. The crickets wandered around the hotel grounds as if they knew no one would eat them. Until a few months ago, Araceli had collected small crickets for her grandmother, who… Seguir leyendo Tesoro / Susan Straight
Luvina 57 / Originales en Inglés
I live in Los Angeles, a city that’s much maligned but to my eye is an enchanted place – a city of hummingbirds, long bright boulevards, explosions of bougainvillea, fruit trees heavy with avocados and figs. No matter where you are, you can see three things hovering off in the distance: mountains, a little gathering… Seguir leyendo Los Angeles, California / Sarah Shun-Lien Bynum