Souls are like the wind; they come and go. The more you care, the farther they drift away. So hard to understand, so easy to fall apart. They keep searching as the sun goes down, if only they knew how easy it could be to try. No whispers in the ears of a lonely past,
Lumbre y Relumbre Editors: Julio Torres-Recinos, Margarita Feliciano Publisher: Lugar Común Ottawa, 2013 Review by Natalia Gnecco Its literary compositions span from Vancouver to Fredericton, passing through Calgary, Saskatoon, Ottawa, Toronto, London and Montreal, touching us along the way with an exquisiteness of language that evokes themes as sublime as the longing for a lost
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