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Sorrowful – words never to be read in the right corner in the left mood at the same time. . I try hard not to hate you are tiny glass splinters on nearly every face. . I try hard not to love. . While breaking your concrete ankles sharp and square eye contact with strangers and tell them they’re all …

A Purple Jukebox: Sylvia Plath – The Munich Mannequins

Iniciamos A Purple Jukebox, un humilde ciclo de poetas y escritoras releídas (=revividas). ¡Si quieres colaborar leyendo o aportando ideas para la siguiente entrada, danos un silbidito!   Hoy, Crossthevoid lee The Munich Mannequins, de Sylvia Plath Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children. Cold as snow breath, it tamps the womb Where the yew trees blow like hydras, The …

Tattoo

time time time time time TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME & a distant, annoying kill.   measure your voice measure your words in undefined dimensions that can’t handle the half of the half of this song   let’s face it: ink won’t last forever ink is the last thing to worry about   there there therefore wouldn’t you fill these …

Poppy Day

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our …

Supernova

No hay promesa que valga ni en la idea más legítima, cincelada en platino y diamante con las palabras más certeras. (Pero quién quiere inmortalidad, si hoy puedo ser luz, y la luz QUEMA). Prefiero acabar tras el punto y final, como acaban las estrellas: En silencio, espectaculares y solas, desgarrando hasta el último de sus átomos sólo para brillar …