BlogHide Reblurtsrinconpoetico17 in poet • 11 months agoFlocksEnglish Flocks Following the crowd, without being out of tune, without will without being unique, without thinking. following the crowd, without a word, without an opinion, without…rinconpoetico17 in story • 11 months agoChapter 1: The Mask KillerThis time of the year arrives when everyone is ready to enjoy those magical days, everything is joy and revelry. The senses are exalted surrendering to the carnival debauchery, which invades the…rinconpoetico17 in flight • 11 months agoFiction: The flightThe flight The sun caresses my face, the candor of the sun's rays welcomes a new day. My eyelids move in rapid movements, trying to lubricate the eyeballs and focusing on the images of the…
