Ulises Vargas’ Collection.

  Do they need me like I need them? Am I alone? Ulises Vargas  February 24, 2026.  I deserve all that comes my way.  My actions–mine–led me here.  Though, that’s not to say that I deserve it all.  Some of it arose from being complicated  with other people, places, and scenarios.  Maybe I shouldn’t have complicated; complicated myself with it all.  Then again: where else would I be? Would it be much better?  Would it be worse? Would it?  Who knows.  Some regrets come to mind;  though I’m glad to have accidented and to have overcome.  What I have now is the fruit of me.  And while some others stomp and trample,  good people come to water and prune  the garden of me.  I have severely complicated myself,  and this network is delicate.  The market of my life  is bought and sold;  made and destroyed.  Small moves could tank me;  could leave me weeded and hatcheted.  And...

Star. Ulises Vargas  February 14, 2025. I won’t stagger over nothing; won’t stutter for nobody.  Can’t shake me down; Can’t size me up.  Real upper-echelon: your bummy friends  don’t see how we do it here.  Some designer dresses me,  and some god possesses me.  Some girl despises me,  but her friends desire me.  Dazzling ice everywhere;  dancing eyes lost in the sight.  Stylish.  Elegant. Drowning.  Heaven-sent,  and god wept.  Not a man, but a master– making plays like Oscarly actors.  Here in theory,  but I seem off in another galaxy.  Take and they miss.  Make hits like swish.  A life you don’t know;  A life you need.  Come here.  I know you want to.  If you haven’t already,  then you can fall for me now– fall for my stardom.  Wish upon the shooting star,  and maybe I’ll align the night so you may be a star, too.  You used to dream of me,  t...

  To my love, So long; I’ve waited so long to see you again.  It could’ve been anywhere, and it wouldn’t matter  so long as I was with you again: with my heart held close  in my hands hugged around you.  I don’t know where today might lead us,  after restless seasons of loving from afar.  A restless heartbeat, hoping to reconnect with you.  Every moment until now, I realize,  was spent trying to get back to you.  All of these other people–who aren’t you– they make me feel so alone.   It’s been so long that I’ve felt so alone  surrounded by actors, and having to act, too.  My love, I’ve missed you so much.  I lay down, and I can’t help myself  but to hug myself to sleep  because my love isn’t there to comfort me.  Ma chérie, je t’aime très fort.   Mon amour, je t’étrange.  Tu es l’unique pour moi.  Pensé en ti cada día que te falte.  Pensé en morir sin vert...