was like an earthquake. Creased the water of your eyes red.
not understand.
words soap slipped on the stairs of your teeth, close your lips.
For your dress of red dirt climb amber
of a scorpion. Death wore
sed under heaven blue and drew silence your skull.
(Del poems Scorpio)
(Photo of an Ethiopian child who is sick is seeing death)
poem published in the shadow in No 14 on the disease and hunger in the Third World. Link:
http://lasombradelmembrillo.com/VI/la-sombra-14/alfonso-aguado/
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