Sólo una cogida

The lenguaje is broken, as if a Spanish learner decided they had the mastery to write poetry, from which the phrases in this work of “poetry” are as far as they can be.

Spanglish is what comes to mind when reading this work of "art,” and it’s a Spanglish lacking any schooling, neither in English nor in Spanish. The sexuality is there: raw, in its most primitive sense; built in the structure of a house of cards, in a windy environment.

Sheet

Perdida de tiempo y dinero con tan solo leer la primer página . Mala , pésima traducción al Español .