(26) sueño
writing excercises on sleep, beds and dreams.
For the past year I’ve slept on 16 beds.
Since February 2023, I remember I was in my London bed, then in a hotel bed, then a bed in Texas, and another one in New Mexico. I rested in my childhood teenage bed probably eight times in total, some in the spring, some in winter. In the summer I slept in two beds on the same appartment, then moved to another bed in another appartment. I remember laying down on the bed that used to be my grandparents’ bed (my grandfather died in it in 2015, I think; and my grandmother hasn’t slept there in years). Then on my cousin’s bed—in which I cried so hard—and the bed of two or three friends—in which I exposed my secrets—(one was a couch, but still to me, somewhere to rest). Then I found the one I call my own bed now. Shared this one and two more beds with my love… and that makes it 16.
Mi cama y yo, mi territorio.
El santuario de mi aburrimiento
Un jardín de ideas
que riego con lágrimas, horas de sueño,
pasiones solitarias, sudor compartido,
migajas de comida y manchas de sangre.
Archivo de sueños.
Me encantó !