LONG LISTED FOR THE 2023 GRIFFIN POETRY AWARDS
Strangely the cry was heard soon as I pulled the curtain,
“who is it?” I asked and let the asshole notary public
complain while I, trying to annul the death of the needy,
placed the candle on the window seal and ran to mingle
with the crowd. As long as I remember my life,
my mother was a seamstress, my wife too, the devil too;
for this I usually miss a few buttons
and the one who wants to truly live is helped right
from the start if he’s already stricken off.
Libros Libertad 