While it is very simple objects. A sample: Poems
De Tara (DVD, 2006) Elena Medel. Fish
Our favorite dish required some preparation. My grandmother opened
fish vertically, reading my future.
distributed on the surface wound its filling, carefully: the marks of death
not be infected.
While she spoke to me. I still was small
had returned from school, wondering what had lunch, licking my thanks and
said
fish as the summer. By then it was cold. And at the end
we sat together eating, we watched TV togetherimos, and cold
grabs me and hits me back, remember so many things that I have again
fear, and my eyes
slip in my hands like a fish
wet winter.
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