{"id":685,"date":"2021-03-19T04:04:00","date_gmt":"2021-03-19T04:04:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/viernes\/"},"modified":"2021-03-19T04:04:00","modified_gmt":"2021-03-19T04:04:00","slug":"viernes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cms.letraweb.org\/en\/viernes\/","title":{"rendered":"VIERNES…"},"content":{"rendered":"

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No me abandones hoy.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Mira que es viernes aqu\u00ed en el calendario, ese que cuelga al inverso como la letra del ahorcado, el que no miro siquiera, aunque reclame, aunque me olvide el tiempo de\u2026.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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No sabernos \u2013jam\u00e1s- ser\u00e1 la clave para intentar buscarnos o accidentarnos en el camino de la mujer apresurada <\/i>que no se ve y choca contra s\u00ed<\/i>.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Es viernes\u2026 repito, y disparo la voz como estallido de bengala para lanzar un cable al cielo que nos salve\u2026 para poder asirnos a la creencia de una luz (y no hacer agua) para no irnos a pique antes de\u2026 \u00bfaguantar\u00e9 mi peso al fin<\/i>?<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Mar\u00edtima innombrable, tan n\u00e1ufraga de ti.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Es viernes, me hago saber. Es Viernes<\/b> mi nombre en esta isla. Escribo\u2026 y apenas me llevo hoy, <\/i>no me renuncies.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Solo Lev\u00e1ntate. Lev\u00e1ntate conmigo y amanece, Amor.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

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<\/a> <\/span><\/p>\n

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Martha Jacqueline Iglesias Herrera<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Del Libro<\/span><\/b>: \u201cMadera quemada\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Prosa po\u00e9tica ilustrada con la obra de la pintora Lidia Wylangowska<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  No me abandones hoy. Mira que es viernes aqu\u00ed en el calendario, ese que cuelga al inverso como la letra del ahorcado, el que no miro siquiera, aunque reclame, aunque me olvide el tiempo de\u2026. No sabernos \u2013jam\u00e1s- ser\u00e1 la clave para intentar buscarnos o accidentarnos en el camino de la mujer apresurada que<\/p>\n

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