We're a group of crazy, intelligent world traveling women of color. Thanks for stopping by to share our adventures with us as we say "peace out" Wesleyan University for a semester abroad.
This weekend I visited one of Pablo Neruda's homes in Valparaiso, Chile. This is the exact spot where he sat and wrote the words that have repeatedly brought me to tears.(these aren't the words, but this poem is one of the most sensual poems I have ever read I had to share an excerpt: Kinda makes my toes tingle...too much, yeah I know.He ido marcando con cruces de fuegoEl atlas blanco de tu cuerpoMi boca era una arana que cruzaba escondiendoseEn ti, detras de ti, temerosa, sedienta-Neruda
I want to sit where he sat as well.
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This weekend I visited one of Pablo Neruda's homes in Valparaiso, Chile. This is the exact spot where he sat and wrote the words that have repeatedly brought me to tears.(these aren't the words, but this poem is one of the most sensual poems I have ever read I had to share an excerpt: Kinda makes my toes tingle...too much, yeah I know.
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I want to sit where he sat as well.
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