maria negroni/ tr. anne twitty

you can also be perceived like this (cost me blood, sweat
                                                                               and tears)

                                                         high heels
                           a sight for sore eyes
                        white polkadot dress

something like a happy time
boats at rest

(hell is full of young beauties
Holy Mother Mary
what kind of slum are they talking about?
–asked Francesca)

             –“she is so young and so
               untender”

...In a multiplication of homages, echoes, stupor, hope, I decimate you, sack you. Cuirasses, harnesses, bridles, troops in square, foam at the mouth, ambushes. Lugubrious air like a sound of war. With such perfect furor the bellicose...And if I did it the other way? Through reticence? If I reduced you to the tics of your asthma attacks? To somber void? Sparkling? To austere and sandy a Nordic island?

Maria Negroni, LA JAULA BAJO EL TRAPO/CAGE UNDER COVER