Poesía written by Omar Lara
Translated from the Spanish by Gabriela Muñoz

It is impossible to look at this evening
And not think
That one evening
That already has a wound
And fluctuates
That has a reflection
I will have her in my veins
That unreasonable beloved
That euphoria
That sparkle

It is impossible this evening
To halfway close my eyes
Without closing in them the small wave
That was born that morning and became
The hurricane
That created the mouth
Of this crazy search.