April 2012
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my name in reverse by Rafael San Diego
VIII.
Nothing ceases to disappear. From the beginning where the child and the star stain the void with brightness, to the language my teachers passed on to me to understand these things. I dwell in what I do not fathom. Twin things: the egg and the whole jungle I call life. Do not try to understand. The poem is the poem, and this does not create between us a relationship. I speak about rupture....
