translated from the Spanish by Urayoán Noel
to sell the wasteland teeming with ghosts
the cavernous tongues hanging in the sun
the flanks skyfacing the braids
they sold the countryside naked and frozen
the red roof of the tabernacle the flag
and an immense tv glued to my history
still early a funeral on the cartoon
network : in whose full darkness i am
subjected linguistic philosophical variant
of the little bones of angela yvonne davis
dislocation of the mississippi body i be
of a stairway on the trembling coast
down south they found the dead bodies of the divers
that we sent to look for my skeleton
we are at best the treasures that sank with the
disheveled ships of civilization
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