Aschelminto Da Silva

Rookie (01-04-1929 / Belém do Pará)

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I was born in a rainforest city, the capital of state os Pará, north of Brazil.
My father, a senator, my mother, your housekeeper.
I fought in guerrilla and hid in the woods for many years, living like indians.
Was found by my son who gave me a computer in 2001.
Since then write everything. Poems, short stories, essays and novels. more »

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Guts Of Poetry

Inside, their guts,
A roar, a shout, a clatter,
Wants to swallow a worm.
I, worm, roundworm, hidden
I drag myself through life to the exit,
And the output is also death,
In the latrine, portal of transcendence,
Indecency crap that lives.
These casings, made womb,
Many lives are rush
For nothing, and a butchery,
An wormslaught unfolds.
Wormcide!
From outside the bellies oblong
A dull life I know
Until the results of stool examination.
The decision is made, no return,
The death penalty imposed,
The worm excreted
Whole or in ...

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