Poem by Alicia Minjarez RAMÍREZ
DESERTED VOICES
Cornered breeze
Bursting over
Mosses’ silence.
I need to flood and evaporate
Chimeras
In rugged islands.
Silence salty gates
That incinerate my throat,
Nod to water
Disdaining
Its inherent name.
Deserted voices
Sway seconds
Upon the lividness
Of windy branches,
Where clouds
Lack power.
The rain is an allusion
Of green stars,
Ashes are raining
Scorching skylines,
Usurping my voice
In stony
Dust clouds.
Does the air induce scars?
I hear your singlar skin
Darkness of glacial fog
Sketching my roots.
Wounded petals fading away
Wings of swallows.
Ether fragments the sobs.
They grow and decline,
Cypresses
Like snowy jasper,
Smithereens of days…
While the moon shines above us.
Translated by: Alaric Gutiérrez
