Nothing unusual so far, except my body was found on the 5th of August, middle of the summer, an empty lake was my dead bed…




 Pretty word for autopsy, don’t you think my dear Margot?


 Caucasian male.

 Age: late thirties.

 Weight: 154 pounds.

 Height: 5.74


-water was found on the victim’s lungs, asphyxiation due to the blockage of the trachea, causing respiratory arrest.


 -Hair and clothes were still soaking wet at discovery's time. Therefore the body was move "if":( Annoying as it is, there is always an IF)!


 -Rigors Mortis proved the decease had not been move for at least 6 hours, due to discoloration of the pressure points.

 A life turned to technical terms, mechanical animal…

Question marks? There is many to come…


-Time of death happens in the late hours of the previous night.

 Under testament of the spying moon, temperature was well above 70 Fahrenheit’s.

 Problematic and enigmatic as neither, hair or clothes were dried at the time, the victim was found.


 -The eyes of the victim have been removed by what can be only describe as some organic tool, shape as claws, due to the finding inside one of the orbit of a small fragmented feather.

 Also, no close sharps cuts were detected under magnified inspections, reinforcing conclusion, the ablation of the visual organs had been done in primary fashion.


-Scarifications and bruises were found on various part of the body and while we are waiting for toxicology results, it is apparent, the victim had sexual encounters at least with three men’s due to the deterioration of the intestine and various traumas inflicted on the genital parts.


-No pieces of ID or various ornaments were found to confirm subject’s identity.


 If you have manage to read so far those lines, "gruesome" is probably the first word popping to your mind! The true is never pretty or clean.

 Essential clues to expose the true.


 Did you actually think a dead corpse was speaking to you?

 A round of Applause…


My name is ADEN, I killed Margot and Pearl!



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The Spring Break


After our release from the penitentiary of winter

We, the cocoon confined caballeros, were walking

Basking in the midday’s sun

Caressed by the scented breeze of the spring

The delicate and elegant displays called flowers

Jostled to invite us,

“Look at me first, please!”


We were all walking in the same path

But within our microcosm,

Happily confined inside our own bubble

By the language we spoke

By the color of our skin and hair

By the dress we were wearing

By the company we kept


Without noticing others

Or being noticed

Or interacting

We took photos

Admired the flowers

And wondered at the ever spanning blue sky


We elbowed our ways

To take a break inside Starbucks

Where we were all happy and glee

With the chai latte touching our lips

With our eyes glued to our smart phones

We all set down quietly

Communicating with others

With the touch of our fingers.




April 12, 2015

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Is it worth it to remain anonymous?


about anonymity

If anonymous

I can't make any money


how can I make money

AND be anonymous?

Wait, how can I make money period.

I think I need a new profession...

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