When summer took off, I set upon myself the task to catch up on my reading. Admittedly, I inititally failed, but it was not only because of dear old Netflix, it was because I suddenly discovered a great book by an author whose name I had never heard before. I found out about it thanks to a friend who was promoting it, as it was published by a close friend of his. Not long after, the author contacted me, we started talking, and his book found its way to my hands.
Reading Sueños Rotos by Anthony Acevedo has been by far one of the greatest things I have ever ventured upon. Anthony certainly has a gift when it comes to writing, even willing me to highlight some of the verses he wrote just because they captured me so. Publishing his book at the end of his Prepa year marked the culmination of many years’ work and many hours invested in his poetry. He has a talent of portraying himself through his poetry; if you’re lucky enough to meet him in person, you’ll see that his poetry is not a representation of an “alter ego,” but the way he unmasks his soul.
Some of his poems are romantic, like “A Ti,” which include beautiful verses like “I have dreamt you since your famous rejection” (“te he soñado desde un famoso no”) and his ability of being able to define life in that moment he saw her. Thus, it was poems like “Notas de Ayer” y “Tu Diploma y mi Tiempo” that served as further inspiration and influenced my already artistic heart of a writer into venturing even more in the written word. Sueños Rotos tackles many themes from love, to heartbreak, from praise to recollecting, and also from experiencing new things to the “animal instinct” all human beings have in his erotic writings, “Caricia Amatoria” and “Flor de Vida y Esperanza Viva”. As the author himself wrote, “love, sexuality and death are the most pure pieces of beauty in this Earth” and so he includes them all in his first published book. You can find Anthony on Facebook, and do yourself a favor and read his book; I promise your copy will end up as highlighted and dog-eared as mine.