Librería Samer Atenea
Librería Aciertas (Toledo)
Kálamo Books
Librería Perelló (Valencia)
Librería Elías (Asturias)
Donde los libros
Librería Kolima (Madrid)
Librería Proteo (Málaga)
I don’t know what poetry is supposed to be, but I know what it is to me. I started writing poetry God knows when, I guess since I was a kid. I have never written for the masses, but I have written for love. These are a selection of poems spanning from the death of my brother, alcoholic mother, and the absence of my father. It is through pain and desperation that I write, fears and isolation, death and resurrection along with joy and peace beyond all understanding. I claim nothing, and declare nothing to you . . . although the poems might say otherwise. Peace and enjoy.