Elsa Padrón Serrano

“Our father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name,
hollow be thy promises
and shallow be thy shame.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
On a scale from on to ten,
our Lord is totally eleven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
toasted close to dawn,
and forgive us our trespasses
as we shoot those who trespass on our lawn,
and lead us not into temptation,
such as pot or porno,
but deliver us from evil
(if not delivery, then DiGiorno).”
― Bo Burnham, Egghead; or, You Can't Survive on Ideas Alone

“Life is an open book.
Time is an oscillating fan.

I’ve had to learn to skim-read because
before I can read more than a few paragraphs,
That fucking airhead comes circling back,
blowing pages like a medieval prostitute.

The cool air feels nice, though.
Sometimes, when my head aches,
I let me eyes relax
and I enjoy the breeze as the words blur.”
― Bo Burnham

“...me eligió como se elige un libro en una biblioteca. Ignoro si me escogió por el título, el lomo, la portada, la tipografía o por mi ubicación entre otros libros. No sé qué clase de texto fui para ella.”
― Juan Villoro, Conferencia sobre la lluvia

“-Debo comunicarle una cosa muy importante, monsieur, todos damos asco. Somos todos maravillosos, y todos damos asco.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk