The Centennialight

By Donna Acosta San Juan The Centennialight In this soliloquy of life There’s a candle that frequents the darkness of each cave and darkness of a poor mind  Shining against the cool, ashen skin that has been deprived of anything but cruelty for so long We are burgundy, violet and midnight blue  Comprised in a universe where each lie is more convenient than each truth; We are the stars and the things that kill them.  Reality is the brisk wind that travels through our dreams  T

By Donna Acosta San Juan The Centennialight As the seasons dip and fade  With the moons each and every phase I look for you each time  In car windows and grocery store lines Quiet and still is your name as it is whispered by the breeze Never leaving my peripheral hearing, And it leads me towards the sea  Where I lost you forever and always  Where I realized I am the seasons and the passing waves  Pretty little shadow,  Don’t come back yet For sadness is in my parlor A cup of

By Jesus Aguilar The Centennialight

By Jesus Aguilar The Centennialight

By Jesus Aguilar The Centennialight

By Jesus Aguilar The Centennialight

By Jesus Aguilar The Centennialight