MIS TEMAS FAVORITOS

Inferno Patagonian collection Voracious walls of weaving flames swallow coniferous forests. Fireballs arching over brooks and waterfalls ignite woodsheds, barns, homes. Goats agonize in russet glades, their coats burning bright under orange heights. Darting flares trigger new conflagrations, whistling through brittle undergrowth cowed by enduring drought. Condors swoop beyond towers of smoke, gauging nature’s insatiable guts. Hydroplanes hover above holocaust, resembling paper projectiles flung by fools. Midget mortals defying the inferno flee from their trenches. Goliath gobbles buttress and bulwark, sandbanks and hoses, bolts over white-belted roads, ultimately succumbing to Patagonian chain of glacier lakes. A colossus has drowned but will be reborn in time’s infinite flow. Moon sheds serpentine rays on leagues of smoldering Andean slopes. A child cries. Its mother prostrates herself on warm cinders of her home. I peregrinate in frenzied silence, a bulk of pungent pine cones coddled in my hapless hands. A tossed cigarette butt…?