lunes, 28 de noviembre de 2016

martes, 22 de noviembre de 2016

The names of all things, CR-VocalesV

You watered my ashes and said you had a garden,
you bombed my bed, and said you were at war,
but at war with whom, darling?

You called me by a name you invented, and said it was my own,
you walked away, and called it abandonment.

You invaded a country and called it your home
you invaded other people's bodies
and called it love.

You furnished your old-age with a few flowers
and called it a tomb.
You insist on hurting yourself
and call it "moving forward."

CR- VocalesV

sábado, 12 de noviembre de 2016

The words I promised, CR VocalesV

The distance between my heart and my guts
is not large enough to fit your body.
I know it, because I have crawled inside me.
I’m a burning child,
by an occupying power
that speaks a language I can’t understand,
and mumbles a few words
that make me feel nothing.
You inhabit the ruins of my body,
an old cathedral
that survived a thousand wars.
I stopped calling your name
a while ago.
And here they are
the words
I promised never to write for you.

CR -VocalesV