5 Junio: Suns and moons
Days & Days
I painted Hans Scholl on one side, Sophie Scholl on the other. Acrylic on blown fruteria egg. White Rose represent.
. 5 Junio The faces of the houses on the hills in spitshine! We missed you, little city. Bread crumbs & birds tossed up. Snare drummers in a line. My girls their leaves are green. . 3 Junio Rode a horse never wanna stop don’t wanna get off the horse auburn silky horse keep going horse please horse let’s abajao arriba to the Blackbead tamarind at the creek in the sand past the trash and the palms los trees that grow down like strings horse I need out of this world I tender my resignation with its Carl’s Jrs. it’s O’Reilly’s Auto Parts. It’s been a minute since I was in a city that throws people away but now I’m back in one, and here come the guys with no legs in their wheelchairs begging for coins, the man bleeding from the abdomen on his scrap of cardboard the mansions with razor wire dogs machine guns outside the joyeria this economy feeds on human flesh here are the desaparecidos the desaparecidas suns and moons their faces on posters turning to trash some mothers walk the hills to find them they know the scent of death. They keep a kit de desperación: a bit of hair, nails, clothes. Oh my God ICE came for a child we know it is so terribly quiet now.