As someone who has lost in the woods
And not want to return,
Mami says
"life I would call my name
; to find all things that, until something answered! "
Mami hope sex keys
like a rain where rain,
my mom has a heart that grows
like the corpse of a drowned
in the vast water.
wolf My mom took me
the basket with what she is appointed,
layer red candle that is me ,
to my face luxurious
and everything in She hesitates
be a dream.
Mami wolf: coset eyes
to not see that big mouth you have.
Irma E. Marc, Argentina.
In his book The Giant, editorial Circular Ruins, 2008. Illustration: Monyk
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