Freddy Zalta

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  • False Reflecting Mirrors (or Broken Clocks)

    A new day, just like the old day. Same old broken clocks on the walls and false reflecting mirrors. Outside there is scattered trash spinning in the wind and abandoned cars that have run out fuel – no way to go further..

  • An Unexpected Lunch Date

    He brought her to an Italian restaurant and ordered a bottle of red wine. It was 3 o’clock in the afternoon, a week away from Christmas so both of their schedules were clear. The restaurant was set up to look like a dimly lit cave somewhere – so there were candles on their table and…

  • Lost Sentries

    Lost sentries guarding empty prison cells while the thieves are working overtime. Perfume drenched ladies walking by the old men who are sitting with paper bag containers and praying for attention, praying for love, praying to a god they abandoned so many years ago.

  • Thanksgiving – Thank you all

    Sports is a welcomed distraction from this messed up world. It brings strangers and families together to high five, argue and discuss strategy – second guessing each move and complaining profanely when a hitter cannot hit a 95 mile an hour slider or a 100 mile an hour fastball.  As a baseball fan and an…

  • Strange Times as Usual

    Reject hatred and reject conformity. Embrace love and accept diversity… Sometimes wars need to be fought to eradicate the ones who live to kill. Peace is only true if fear is non-existent.

  • Son of my Father

    “The point is you have what you need to survive – hope will come and go – you may think that it’s gone but there is always a dimly lit flame of hope inside of you as long as your heart is beating.”

  • Ready

    The temperature is cold and the sky is dark…the morning comes… Birds gossiping in the trees, squirrels mining their acorns and cats moaning in heat. Brooklyn brownstones, streets of cobblestones and the Manhattan Bridge…

  • Sensories in Life

    roll up them shades and feel the breath of the sun upon your skin

  • If… (or friday night candles)

    If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum. If love is only an emotion then a heart is only a steady drum.  

  • Faded

    Most of the colors have faded, the sun is on the beach somewhere and there is a cold gust of loneliness being thrust onto these tracks. No train coming, nothing in sight. No time for dreaming, maybe tonight. When the street lights turn on, the purple sky above us, the winds blowing and the sounds…