In the figuration of your body | Poetry [EN/ES]
I Saxophone, blues, bite, deluge, eyes the color of night. Jazz, pretexts. II Drinking lemonade in the…
I Saxophone, blues, bite, deluge, eyes the color of night. Jazz, pretexts. II Drinking lemonade in the…
Memories, words. The afternoon bleeds out, your steps are amber-colored, brown in the silhouette of your body. I resist the…
Your scent, the paper boat for your child, sunflowers in the cemetery where the final step of the journey transformed into wheels, petals…
I One migrates like the bison, freedom, illusion. Calm life, crisis, resistance. Sunflowers, bursts along the way.…
I A blow to the face, dragonflies on the precipice, swallows, reefs and a woman dressed as a butterfly. Blank canvas. II I kissed reefs…
I built a whale with my ribs. It was the first bone I offered when I kissed you in the dark and we didn't know how to…
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