Thursday, April 22, 2010

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arnoldo garcía

Migrant Incantations

échame tierra
sobre la cabeza y la cara
brota mi pecho con polvo
enloda mi lengua
échame tierra
porque me voy muy lejos de aquí
*
throw some dirt
over my head, let it run over my face
rub some dust on my breasts and chest
muddy my tongue
throw some dirt over me
because I am going far far away from here

*

To discuss
words with words
is the height
of consciousness
consciousness
of consciousness
the infinite molting
of consciousness
a head full of serpents
a chaos of
molecular currents pushing herself slithering making time and space
exploding at
the touch of air
blood the altitude of tenderness
tenderness the attitude of my blood

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