Photo: Geoffroy Demarquet
there in your house and mine an edge ,
a pain
In one corner we deny
and looking across ,
walk.
There is a lament, a complaint, a cry
,
listen in silence as his word
Yvete , journeyed
.
A specter, a ghost, a vision
,
hide the truth
yvistiendo fiction,
disclose.
Wind (2007)
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