UPCOMING SHOWS THE PLACE OF THE WORD ARTICLES
Light Dam
There is a threshold up
after each cage
A
abysmal beyond the darkened air
by tight walls
Distant is arrested
body wrapped like embryo sad
by a cloak of shadow
To the world
his voice is a roof crumpled to the floor
HOWEVER every so fierce it tuned dreams of the future next
and the cold tile cell becomes
flower honey word
A breath enough to free
Roland Higuita.
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