Acuarelas, Bodegón y Granadas

Mi primer trabajo de Bodegón, nunca antes había pintado frutas, me siento feliz con el resultado.

''Mother, I'll never wake up from him, 

I have already traveled too far.

My mouth is the color of his mouth

and his arms are no longer his arms;

they're mute as smoke, as my first withe dress,

and the spear of his name, once ferocious, dissolves on my tounge,

like sugar, like birdsong, I whisper it:

Hades.''