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| photographer Olea Catalan Sea, to visit his work here |
rise above the blue I failed,
walk through the pride of his grave
to give the biggest jump
orphanhood
liquefied recognize me, while I boiled
hint to life in the last
ocean modulates my stumps.
brief wander through the bottom end,
the embers of winter
swarming between the teeth
me in the last tear look passable, but only find
moved embrace of absence
geography
bordered eyes incorporated into the coral, the heroic mother
untimely tangled with seaweed,
owned by the weight of dreams
banned to sound like and smell knocks
dry comfort to Castaway blood, a trompe
livid in memory foam.
When awake, let me flourish
by a cold wind that crosses me,
not breathe, I hope a miracle just to burn
, symmetrical and verbal,
on the walls with character of promise.
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Poem poems belonging to the incendiary Banners my chest, winner second prize in the twenty-seventh edition Poetry Contest City of Zaragoza.
