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El Templo sin Tiempo (poem) and L05T P03T45 (short story)

hey@luisangel.me (Luis Angel Ortega) — Thu, 07 Mar 2024 15:15:49 -0500

I am thrilled to announce that my works El Templo sin Tiempo (poem) and L05T P03T45 (short story) were featured in the Aventuras de Papel international literary exhibition held in Mar del Plata, Argentina, in 2024. This event brought together diverse voices in literature, and I am proud to have contributed my work to this celebration of creativity.

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A Teaspoon of Sun (Poem)

hey@luisangel.me (Luis Angel Ortega) — Sat, 19 Sep 2020 15:15:49 -0500

I am excited to share that my poem Una Cucharadita de Sol was selected as a winner in the Quarantine Poetry: Homemade Poems Competition in 2020! This piece was included in the international anthology Quarantine Poetry: 2020 Homemade Poems, where it was translated into English, French, Italian, and Indonesian. This recognition means a lot to me, as it captures a moment of reflection during an unprecedented time.

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The Best Part of School Is Recess

hey@luisangel.me (Luis Angel Ortega) — Tue, 11 Aug 2020 13:50:59 -0500

Today I read a poem by Jaime Sabines, one of his verses said the following:

    “The best part of school is recess,”
    says Judit, and I think:
    when will life give me a break?
    Damn! I’m tired. I need
    to die for at least a week.

These words echoed in me, I also want to die for a week so that I can wake up, and more importantly maintain, the spirits and mental clarity I experience from 8:30 to 9 in the morning, while I read (the time when I read this and other poems, by the way) and listen to music.

But the truth is that I have been dead for more than a week, 140 days to be exact, or at least that’s how it feels. I want to go to recess, a break from this era of human history, and be able to feel euphoria for life again, not a constant fear of losing it.