Another translation: Cain and Abel - Juan Carlos Bautista
Cain and Abel Juan Carlos Bautista While on my back he hardly made a sound but his beast riotously ate my ass. A silent man in times of war. I said this hungry man is my brother. And I opened up delicately like a hyacinth opens when an ox steps on it. I fed him water from my mouth, hands that were handkerchiefs to his forehead, my back like a piece of bread, and eyes that knew when to close. I said this man is my brother while he was on top of me and I love him because we’re equally poor and we’re equally hungry. — Talk about an incest —he responded when I’m done with the recital . — Yes —I replied with a certain resignation. Cain y Abel Juan Carlos Bautista Trepado en mí casi no hacía ruidos, pero desaforadamente su bestia comía de mi culo. Un hombre silencioso en tiempo