II. an anthropologist he wrote a book, he called it “myths of heaven”

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II. an anthropologist he wrote a book, he called it “myths of heaven”

                                                                      2. Unusual rain outside The Bay and its home windows and skylights and tent flaps. 

3.  so exhausted

                                                                                                                                                                                 beat up even, these days, these days i sit on

corner stones

and depend the time in quarter tones to ten

4. so i&#8217ll be shorter. 

 

Initially website, 

Dying of a snake

Snake on the head

 

                              Does our work reflect that we are so fatigued

and that loooooong relaxation is desired    that there is an altar    to placate mars purple peppers that in no way acquired cooked on a chipped dish on an ikea stage stool?

on a candle the inscribed symbol.                          ‘masculinity’/’male,’ you know     the one arrow/circle      x            stunning there      on the wax

 

i recently battled them

around hearth

appropriate after a snake

un culebrón

una boa puertorriqueña 

a Chilabothrus inornatus

lose its pores and skin over me and landed on my 

head

 

Correct tale! ask me sometime if we see every single other. 

 

i was wanting for shelter in a put

i have been away from

to be compromised 

in mild of almost everything

 

                 UN SER

Difundido

Difuminado

Sumergido

Invitado

Inundado 

Invertido

                   EN LUZ

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                            A Being     

Subtle

Blurred

Submerged

Invited

Flooded

Inverted

                                                                                                                                                                                                              IN LIGHT 

All over again, i say it it has finished

 

                                                                                                                                                              Previously!

 

Wrecked, adrift amongst rotten, gap-stuffed posts 

so tall, falling about

when the wind blows as well difficult

Sparks fly from flapping 

slapping wires

and we start out                    

                                                                                                                                                                     a hearth.

 

A girl in Florida

teaches me 

from afar

how to shake aged Memories out of my minimal backbone

suggests she applied to say 

“Some of us” now suggests “All of us”

 

                                                                                                                                         when she speaks about trauma. 

 

El bebé huele a manzanilla 

por dormir al lado de su papá 

cuyo aliento cargaba flores

por haber tomado té

 

A las 3 de la mañana esa breve transmisión

es lo más hermoso 

de todo el universo

en todo su tiempo

The toddler smells like chamomile

from sleeping subsequent to their father

whose breath carries bouquets

for acquiring drunken tea

 

At 3 a.m. this quick transmission

Is the most lovely detail

 in all the universe

in all its time

 

Y así se fue, el fin, hasta que venga otra vez por ahí, así, prendida en llamas, tranquila.

And like that, it passes, the finish, until eventually she will come again, alight in flames, chilling.

 

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