IX Poem by Santiago Mutis Durán
IX
You were not one of those boys that kill birds
you did not like to sense the stone blow
tearing the light,
winged body
of those haunted leaves
No, you were not cruel - at first
You dreamed
of having
a sex like your mother's
and nipples of ruby
Translation: 2005, Nicolás Suescún
Wednesday, September 20, 2017
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