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El corazón

El corazón es una casa con cuatro cuartos arqueados y paredes de carne. El corazón es una cueva excavada por un río infinito de sangre y amargura. El corazón es un pájaro salvaje que se lamenta encerrado en una jaula … Continue reading

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January 451 (Mid-Winter Thaw)

Wet pavement glistens an unnatural rainbow of indigo, ultramarine, emerald and gold, an oily borealis shimmering in dull light. Clouds hang low, a heavy poultice on a bruised world. Thin pink strata presage the night, flaring to orange like the … Continue reading

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Las palmas

I am susceptible to the contour of your hips they pull me a tide race white as sea foam smell of salt in stirred air metallic tongue-feel palpable absence  on a sunny day evaporation  as a kind of accumulation a … Continue reading

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Salt

Sweat of my brow, briney sea, coppery taste of choked down blood, tears and tears, salt in my wounds. He salted the fields, we both know who, and still they dragged him to the war of his suggestion, or so … Continue reading

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Lorca en Nuena York

Bitter winter mornings, in my head, shoulders and down my spine, my pain is hewn in the shape of the cross. The cold pounds my hands and feet like nails. Is that how it went for you, Poeta en Nueva York, self-exiled … Continue reading

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el sufrimiento en el tiempo de la navidad

la cubana se sufre cada noche despierta convirtiendo a sus dolores en arte grabando su corazon en tinta al pecho con deseos del cuerpo pero no bien jodida una isla tropical a la deriva

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Summer Sonnet

Say you are the tomato plant in the container on the flagstone patio of her garden. She waters you when you droop, and snips away the superfluous yellow flowers. You are not the tomato plant in its entirety, in her … Continue reading

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