Glistening under the
African sun
Taino heat rising through her,
The scent of rum and sea,
...
The poetry of a blind man
Is not metered
In contrast hue or color
It is textured
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Te dejo ahora
Y por cierto
Ya llego la hora de Lola
Suelta ya las sogas
...
A single lost rose
Abandoned on the road
Blood red on asphalt black
A discarded thought
...
We pack our time in
Bundles of 10
Each year a fractal of the greater life
Time and passage
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Best feed the black dog
Its chalky milk
Surrender to its subtle growl
Allow it space
...
You have bitten my arm and
Drawn blood
Peace be with you my brother
You have gnawed my bones and
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I live with a wild god
Of no face
Of no voice
Of no intent
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