Ten pesetas
Ten pesetas, threw five alms,
Ten pesetas, threw five alms,
with the other five, bought
peta zetas, sour candies, which exploded in language.
From the bank, we competed to throw watermelon seeds
or olive pits, as far as possible.
Later, at home, spitting dinner
rabbit brains, beef tongue, pork tripe.
My mother left me alone, compared with
dish in the kitchen, I looked
form a film of grease on the soup
the neighbor's yard
walk naked.
There was anger in innocence cruelty
was pure joy,
intense. I gave
punched the pillow, broke the notebooks
if not come out perfect calligraphy. Once
a kick, broke the door.
wore a dress with drawings of lemons, bows in her hair, sandals
white. My first boyfriend was called
The Forces. The tour lasted from the spout to the slope. From there
I ran, brushing
my tongue with soap.
The world looks, it's spring,
is a shower of grass,
petals, seeds, pollen, chalk drawings on the floor.
I will go to a sane man
a helicopter, drive and see
if we kill. But we can not
die doing something bold is death
which surprises us, childhood is now
others, the puzzlement, anger or laughter
are old pleasures.
(I already had twenty-one, ten, or eleven, wanted me to be
be picked up at their school. I just wanted to show
that knew a foreign. I waited at the door, I took him to take
coffee, do not remember what I told him.
The boy opened his eyes, swallowed it all, said nothing.
"Never had tried the coffee, threw the night, "said the mother.
" I think it is love
you. "
Yes,
those who risk
are now others.)
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Contemplation not
first thing is to record the satisfaction it gave me contemplate. This is true, correct writing because it is necessary, it fits the facts.
must also understand that this does not happen again and assume that it is possible to adjust.
rest, describing the reflection in your ward, fire, sudden assimilation of his thought is to humiliate, to reduce the luxury vulgar supposed to watch you in silence.
You had no vision on you. This means that ownership of your image entirely my share in these moments. Only I know what glare and shadow was your face.
To my knowledge, watches, walls, still have no eyes.
I saw you. Between my eye and you referred to, had an extension, a palpable realization, a collection of things. Your sign and I looked where it rested your eyes. We saw at once the same object, for example, a piece of a truck in a pool, a piece of metal that shone with a strange intensity.
Last happens quickly. This was infinite. Writing renounce forever be seeing continuing. That is, I assume the fact you see is part of the past.
First, it must be said that there was a satisfaction to contemplate. This is true, correct writing because it is necessary, it fits the facts.
I will not ask if that piece of metal continues to shine, or were we, the coincidence of our eyes fixed upon him, he did shine.
Δ
Madmen
draw a chalk line,
undress
facing each other.
After blowing softly,
on their faces.
Under the armpits, each
carries a pearl.
Lose the drop.
draw a chalk line,
undress
facing each other.
After blowing softly,
on their faces.
Under the armpits, each
carries a pearl.
Lose the drop.
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Video collaborative haiku Cecilia Molano
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Susana Barragués (Bilbao, 1979) has a degree in Environmental Sciences (University of León, 2001) and Humanities (University of Burgos, 2006). Has published a book of poems The heart racetracks (Fundación Jorge Guillén, 2002), The peasant fascinated (Injuve, Ministry of Equality, 2007) and the book of short stories thieves cherries (Bilaketa Foundation, 2007. In recent years has developed his professional career as an analyst for winds to wind farm development, in addition to providing creative writing workshops IPES Elkartea Foundation of Pamplona. In 2009 a scholarship from the University of New York, where she lives now, to make an MFA in Creative Writing.
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