Muestrario.

tengo un calor grande y alto me duele el ojo derecho de usarlo tanto quisiera dormirme en éste caldo de llanto mis libros me dan la espalda me dan el canto el polvo se asienta y el sueño espanto Paulina Meza, circa 2012

I have still to learn to enjoy my vulnerability, my sadness... To stop cataloguing it as bad, sad, or negative. When I let vulnerability be a dense calm makes my soul feel whole. I breathe and I let the tears fall on the miniature geography of my face. My waterfalls can be seen many seasons a year. And then I think of the intermittent waterfalls in Majalca, showing their beauty only in times of rain. When they carry water I don't think they feel sad. I imagine them happy to be the channel through where water flows. Paulina Meza August 2018