The Last Frequency

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Waterfalls cascade over nothingness
And make what was once darkness, shine
Pass by me one more time
Even if it takes forever

I am alone when I eat
I am alone when I drink
I am alone when I sleep
I am alone when I write

Small victories satisfy the angels
Wars satisfy the gods
In which battle shall I be killed?

The stars are dying little by little
And we keep on fighting here
That must mean something, right?

On the Third Attempt
The Earth turns to ashes
The last echo of the old radios
Will reach a satellite orbiting around nothing

God bless poetry

But light survives, always
Just like darkness
Life would not exist
Without death

Did money mean anything?
And was love worth something or someone?

I hope so
Wrapped in dust
Only the memories remain

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Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves

Laura Esteves builds worlds with words, and dismantles the ones that already exist. She writes about what hurts, what transforms and what refuses to be forgotten. She writes about love, identity and the systems that insist on defining us.

She believes literature is the only place where truth doesn't need permission. Her texts are born from the certainty that every story told with courage is an act of freedom; for whoever writes and whoever reads.

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