Ariel Riveros Pavez

Ariel Riveros-Pavez

  • Wintrous

    Long joy insnowed streetssheets of Romancedrecounts binaural decadesand footlightsof operatic nightsready for anaesthesis. Thus my preference for Thursdaysand insistence on one thingwherever it is the rest of unfinishedorbits and courtroompolishes assembling leave paths and likebirds, swoop at times.My arms move… Continue reading

  • Table

    Wooden scalewhere to playwith fingers fundamentand keyboardof black pens and white paperMichael as brutchop the belly pile books and glasseson tranquil parks in forestsfilled with the flat the movements of dayssculpture of hoursthe previously placed things unaccessible by a digthe… Continue reading

  • Start and End

    We died in the same eras “there, there you are submergedsoil suffused spinning with loveand semen, mist disperseddissipated by clarity. Dead journalby diurnal journeys of illocalcirculations, the spheres, imperfect spheres.” pointed out perfectly from the reincarnation of our perceptions “it… Continue reading

  • Anthropos Por Medio Dia – Forearm

    Palmaris Longus – the repetition of a spontaneous memory lasting around a minute per cycle, which is long for a spontaneous memory. Flexor Carpi Radialis – conversations out of earshots on the diurnal side of the world Lubrical – the… Continue reading

  • Two-in-Four

    you were born from destitute sigh forged battle treaties of resignation death upon death you are the hope of a bouquet repeated annually by our graves a signature in the making the world already had ended that is the terrible… Continue reading

  • Paralleleia

    somewhere in the ebb-flow of our own two gazes years ago i gazed deeply for seconds into your eyes you, i think, erupted in a storm of joy and I left, shrouded in a robe of butterflies Continue reading

  • All Hearts

    All hearts – animal and human synchronise twice a day – this causes the globe to revolve pumping curved longitude along how we use tools and build how the arc was traced out It makes day turn to night holds… Continue reading

  • Aqua Vitae

    The blue glass bottlesflipped open for cup, for lip, for easy blue,clinking just                                                                                                                      The green lined grid/                                                     graph paper /floor design/                                                  storyboarded/ by instrument/makers                                                                                      … Continue reading

  • Entre Dos Aguas

    Mer mori “redour til treasury” raise on the head death herding herald of soundhorn logicked wail steps on these weaveyards, as beholden-trapeze, growing wheat of indigestible soil, carcass and shit: feed for a military of birds flocking to a maison… Continue reading

  • Rabbit on the Promenade

    in homage to js harry Umwelt of responses and in the substrates below  a silt of muted action. There are inaudible gasps bouncing in echo chambers from delicate atria to delicate atria in a soundproof dugout which pre-empts any sour… Continue reading