The Raised Fist You are from the place where you pick up the garbage. Where two bolts of lightning fall in the same place. Because you saw the first, you wait for the second. And you’re still here. Where the earth opens and people come together. You arrived late again: You’re alive because you’re unpunctual, […]
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The toughest guy on the street sells frilly pink socks for infant girls My neighbour doesn’t smoke weed anymore In the inky dawn a mariachi blows his trumpet across the sky It floats to the doorstep, where he now sniffs solvents, all night blank The same sad señora pushes her little pile of carnitas across […]
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Hans Giébe is an artist, writer, painter and poet who hails from the city of Pachuca in the Mexican state of Hidalgo. He is quite prolific in his output and also writes at his site ‘The Seventh Verb.’ Take a look! I met Hans sometime last year at a poetry reading of the online […]
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