The Passing Sphere Carlos Alberto Lizama Peña
MUERTE CIRCULAR wet and quiet landwait in the windthe worm coilsand swallows the shape of the lips close the shadowand the marrowand the bonethey are disturbed in deep rootsthey take silence from the airthrough places without namesforgotten covered with earthwhite skeletonnakedskinlungsveinsvisceraencephalitic massheartkidneyswhite and purple meatrests in an old and busted drawer the arteries returnwith the …