Autor:    Alba Lucía Hernández Espinosa

EVERYTHING COUNTS

Each emotion announces its arrival.

You laugh, you cry,

that part belongs to you.

By becoming a tightrope walker,

you cross the suspension bridge,

are you still,

so the breeze runs against the current.

The path

turn into ambiguous, crazy, tense.

The fortuitous

can take you, lift you, sink you,

without going any further.

Every page lived

could move you to other chapters.

Without realizing it,

his arrival,

is the mud covered with avatars,

warn you

when something doesn´t work out.

You live your deaths.

Everything looks like the seconds

that pass.