Contributed By: Sergio Ballouk
how many statues of bandits
extermination commanders
forest caps? how many?
how many street names of wealth mongers
squares and viaducts
of those who despised the people?
how many?
how many rotten within,
bearing an upright stench,
as if standing
drains guts and venom?
how many?
how many are still watching us
waiting for their chance
to enter a bronze statue?
how many?
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Behold, everybody focus your attention from the truck's shadow hauling pallets behold the old landfill (extinct for so many years) resurges so does the ravine it resurges lake tin reed an old sieve hawk... people…
I ask for nothing of this land that has given me everything I loved and hated its men found my Adam he fled with a bodybuilder as soon as I gained weight I…
There is a pain - so utter - It swallows substance up - Emily Dickinson, poem 599 The windows open to the guardianship of the sun. But there is distant smoke in its…
On that day the Minister arrived at his office in a foul mood and immediately sent for the Director-General of the Secretariat. The latter, as if powered by a battery, was, moments later, in the…
Dedicated to Ludwig von Ficker 1 Often by the well at dusk, You see her standing spellbound Drawing water at dusk. Buckets plunge up and down. In the beeches jackdaws flutter And she is like a shadow. Her yellow hair flutters And rats scream in the yard. And coaxed by abasement She narrows her […]
Black Guy and Bald Guy are buddies. Black Guy tells Bald Guy things. Every morning. 4:40. Stagger out of bed, glance at the clock as I go by. The numbers are glowing at me. 4:40. I have to pee. That’s some clockwork, man. Okay, sure, maybe not always 4: 40 on the nose, but 4:40 […]
—found in an interview with actor Levar Burton, who is African-American Listen: I’m gonna be honest with you. This is a practice I engage in every time I’m stopped by law enforcement. I’ve taught this to my son, now thirty-three, as part of my duty as a father to ensure he knows the kind of […]
