Saturday, 12 February 2011

SWEATER

Era un sweater barato...
cuando tú te fuiste, es lo único de mí que te llevaste.
Mejor, ya no me interesaban, ni el sweater, ni tú.
Lo que más rabia me da,
es que olía a tí.

It was a cheap sweater ...
when you left, that's all you took from me.
Better, no longer interest me, nor the sweater, not you.
What most infuriates me,
is that it smelled of you.


3 comments:

  1. Very nice texture on this piece. The colors and fabrics that you've chosen work well together and the placement is spot on.

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  2. me gusta mucho...el poema y la illustración!
    Muy bien logrado la textura con las tiras de tejido.

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