Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

X No volveré a los lugares que atravesó mi llanto. No, no quiero volver, sino morir aún más, Desclavar una sombra, olvidar-olvidar.

to a future poet i know these men too well they drag their feet to find a chunk of life, anonymous statues, shades of grey, misery, rulers of fog. a spark of the forbidden pleasures shines at the moment of vengeance. its effulgence can destroy their humanity, because I sense in this human seclusion how mine shall be the men to come …

IX Loneliness is a seraph with a stilted dagger.