Poem by Alicia Minjarez Ramírez
OMENS
Words predict
liquid dawns
dismembering
your breath.
Faceless tears
intercepting a wind
of circumspect aphorisms,
sparrows in flight.
Scoped sign upon
the pearls of your laugh,
ambiguous illusions
I drown in your pipe dream.
Match up utopia
the memory of days,
intolerable prose
in the fire of my blood.
Comets watching us
conspiring over shadows
of a present past,
lost and found
waterfalls in your forest,
moon spells.
fallen spells,
omens
from your pen.
Translated by: Alaric Gutiérrez
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