The Temple of Dandor (@the MET)
by René Peñaloza Galván Your eyes like two bright beaconsAtop your smiling cheekbonesShine upon the sandy stonesAnd I can almost seeThe ghosts of priestsGrasping at so manyUnanswered prayersAnd hear the…
Where did I go?
by René Peñaloza Galván Awake on a reclining bedMy insides felt like snow(No more? made?) fluids in hollow needlesThinking where did I go?
Chorus (?)
At the temple of DandorIs where I found my soulFloating face down in the NileBloated with all I did wrong. At the temple of DandorThere she fished out my soulThere…
in your wake
somehow you always find a way to remind meof all the times I've forgotten you a thousand dogs have looked at me with your eyesbrimming with irony’s longing spilling onto…
Capsule Endoscopy
"Time contracted and expandedLike a rollicking accordion"Letter:Finally made it to New York albeit without you. But it wasn´t out of spite.Everything will be without you from now on, won´t it?I can…
I could really get along with a lawyer who listens to Ministry – Miguel Medrano
I met René a few months from my arrival to work in the City of New York. We were introduced by Pepe (José Luis Cortés), a plastic artist, friend from…