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“…the shadows approached with knives in hand… now she was leading the pack, she was coming for me, knife in hand, in silence, relentlessly.” Uncover a gripping poetic descent into betrayal, fate, and sacrificial love.

“What am I? Do I think, therefore I am? In reality, my thinking never got me close to my inner-real…” Dive into a sharp, meta-textual critique of identity, deception, and the final power of the Spectacle.

“…the constant, pervasive dread, the expansive revving of sewing machines, the dreams, the fantastical musings but who will wear such glamour in the end?” Discover a devastating poetic portrait of labor, memory, and sudden exile.

“…another vision, another illusion in which an injected moon descended toward me… carried me aloft to meld at intervals with its blood…” Experience a haunting poetic descent through cosmic visions and urban isolation.

“…where the specter of a silvery-scarlet moon overwhelms the heavens… I sit here waiting for the phone call– that never came.” Explore a raw poetic meditation on night skies, distance, and the fragile hope of shared intimacy.

“Somebody was just repeated by that mirror, the one in the back of Diego Velázquez’s studio…” Dive into a haunting poetic meditation on how art captures, transfigures, and holds humanity across time.

“…all my life I have been negotiating through countless language games, intricate formulas… perversely attempting to get to your inner-real…” Dive into a provocative reflection on intellect, longing, and what truly remains after everything else falls away.

“…above, the enormous dome laden with millions of stars, engulfing an extravagant, silvery-purple moon reigning over me and an absent her.” Explore a powerful poetic journey from cosmic grandeur to stark self-confrontation in a cheap L.A. motel.

The Spanish court enters the royal boudoir only to find Infanta Dulcimargarita Teresa completely transformed by cosmetics and a pair of scissors. Horrified by the transfiguration, Queen Mariana asks who made her do it, to which the young princess calmly points to the mirror: "The Other."

An intimate journey through the sprawling grit of Los Angeles, "Pas de Deux" weaves together memory, urban isolation, and raw motion. Paired with textured foil sculptures, the poem maps the quiet dance of two souls navigating endless streetlights, memory's geometry, and an inevitable screeching halt.

"She sighs in silence... she is absent now forever." A deeply emotive poem capturing the haunting panic of chasing a fading whisper through grief, memory, and ultimate nothingness.

What have I learned from you, my beloved Dulcinea? A poetic journey through language, desire, and the elusive reflections that slip through our fingers like intangible images in a mirror.