Kafka ha muerto
Entro corriendo al cuarto de mi hermano Gregorio para darle una noticia. Quiero despertarlo pero en su cama ya no hay nadie. Desilusionada me doy la vuelta y escucho un crujido. ¡Chin! pisé una cucaracha.
posted by Patricia Ma. Barraza at 10:44 p.m.
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Hey, I got your comment, yes that is one of my sketch books, I have some of the pages left but most of them feel out and where incorporated in other work. The lyrics are from Dredg, here is my myspace if your interested in my work
myspace.com/hannahsg
Keep following my blog I will be posting all my work day by day.
Hannah
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