I published another poem on my blog and Medium.
"i crept out,
bleary-eyed and my body slightly humming
with a beautiful booze-induced hangover,
from beneath the rubble of the night just passed
and into a chair
in a lounge
in a tribal casino..."

I published another poem on my blog and Medium.
"i crept out,
bleary-eyed and my body slightly humming
with a beautiful booze-induced hangover,
from beneath the rubble of the night just passed
and into a chair
in a lounge
in a tribal casino..."
A sunset burns with golden light.
Against the dark and stormy night.
The waves crash on the sandy shore.
While figures watch and ask for more.
The distant town stands on the hill.
As evening air grows calm and still.
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The deep sea of time cannot amass me
I have the skills of defeating the shores ... and the crooked lines that have been drawn by the hand on the palms, I have the skills of walking on them
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"Niñas ajenas", de Andrea Gutiérrez (Argentina, 1960)
Niñas ajenas (1997), incluido en Poetas argentinas (1940-1960) (Ediciones del Dock, Buenos Aires, 2006, ed. de Irene Gruss).
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Isaiah awoke angry.
Lapping at Isaiah’s ears black birdsong no it was anger.
God had filled Isaiah’s ears with stingers.
Once God and Isaiah were friends.
God and Isaiah used to converse nightly, Isaiah would rush into the garden...