Material: natural hair with gray hair,tela añadida rellana con guata,tela perforada
I cry sitting on the edge of the bed and explore my thirsty vagina for a red trail. Old battery... Read More
I cry sitting on the edge of the bed and explore my thirsty vagina for a red trail. Old battery liquid rust. Before full of energy that made singing, dancing. I look at the empty cup. (Inspired by the Guatemalan poet Regina José Galindo).