Ariel Riveros Pavez

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  • Cage

    Paint peeled off the barsrattle tattle tatramrod straitskeeps motion squared Continue reading

  • Telescopy

    The astronomer’s brainis full of quoted starscharted by clusters potential pulsedand pouring down to thefeet of Orion all blue-white splashed belt whippingaround the sky planisphere of the observed through night desert glasswe peek into the greater roomby a concrete dome… Continue reading

  • A mended fever

    The fire fedstayed within breaksgave glow hugged to uneasewithout furylaid low likecloud descending to fog pacing like wavesover bodiesin fabricated epidemicssmoked sage by saga the fume riseschimneyed through cavitiesit stitches a time in ninelives for a cat’s hiss and the… Continue reading

  • Tesserae

    (for the mosaic at Zeugma) Sprawl-faced on an open floor holding flowers and animal saints the patina of ages arranged for shape and populace formed to signify apace forged breath by arch and space staged door in tower paints piecemeal… Continue reading

  • Serpentine

    Sidewinder traila vapor for viperstracedownwards in dunes and through nestsrubbedand sprung-coiledsoothed skin heat for mattedcold bloodvenenefor desert pathways tracking neural networkslike thoughtsand autonomyunder sun. Continue reading

  • Torus Knot

    A slipped pattern patois of looped rustlers ripped rug from under a slim geometry kept underneath fair weather and sole ghosts of seconds and minutes psyche to voice well tangled to a torch segmented stitch perls and subsets keep fast… Continue reading

  • A Ruptured Home

    That order is truth is no flicked lumiere the pleasures and vision of those clothed in night and cleft to chaos harried by the irregular but no grip too fast in duration that I cannot undonn my hat where inside… Continue reading

  • Shellform

    Spiralling to the infinity of a hermit living inside you home for aqueome little thumbling by shore pod for crustacean exemplary exploration and I  take you to my ear rush of sea like  a phone call from a static who… Continue reading

  • Watersong

    Take me throughyour language of flows ripple me throughto echo the knowledge toyour surfaces and depths singschoiring body stringless to a murmurcrash a breaker to your drumin the form of river brook lake or pond.Long lived recitative of ocean seaaquifer… Continue reading

  • Half a sentence poem

    a crooked beam of light in the river shallows Continue reading