Ariel Riveros-Pavez
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Very AntiPoem
Esto no es una poemaSolamente lineasQuebradas de prosa yVerso por parafo Continue reading
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Autoparapsycholinguistics in the Morning
Long ungainly words might be used but not yet So I’m ok in myself once I’ve achieved reasonableness I start thinking about my behaviour Around others What would I prefer to be in that Context? I don’t want to be… Continue reading
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A lo stilo Nerudesque
Drunken mermaidwoman of wave and spumeyour wet hipslung with kelp your salt eyes stung red withmonstrous nude wantgaze at my noise for face your belly curved like a bowarms sleeved withprimordial sandstorso with the consistency of blind clay I cannot… Continue reading
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The Machines In Our Ghosts
A cough then retch and hack chain axe ache catched wind up teleplasm small clockwork rings jangle squeak creak… Continue reading
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ℂ∞! ℍ∅∃!
As beforeI’m in the is-ness businessIs always givesEven when it slursAnd slanders Is is a landThat existsCarved byMoving gerrymandersIt, that is, isIs an itIsn’t it? Is is no objectBut if is isThenIs gives isAn object that gives Itself and if… Continue reading
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Time in Triage RPAH 14/8/15
It isn’t the first time We all wait as the clock ticks away I’m here with heart at 130 bpm Dusty sweat The commonality of heaves Sighs tears blankets Her in the red parka We think she miscarried My friend… Continue reading
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A Poet Knows When
Right up against me before sleep after waking I carry carcass it taps me on the shoulder I lug it from room to room it tells me the Vedic line the when I will join carcass earth when the meteorite… Continue reading
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κολυμβῶ
κολυμβῶ – dive/swim/float Head dunked in black water read with white phosphorous making fictions of the far rim sentences lulled to lengths of conceit skull-dragged by an inebriated circus of fish. Only bubbles ring out noise, pinging like morse code… Continue reading
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Stereotypical Saccharines
Stereotypical Saccharines Cliches have a kernel of truth to them. Then there’s the remaining 99% of the corn. i my young green sugar cane views the reeded world reading outside my breadth, its shaky breeze acre bends, dances and wilts.… Continue reading
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