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CRYSTAL MAZE

A few thin little bodies that leaps and dances in the wind

(birds that rule the skies),

some jaws that do not rest the full moon

I.

Squeeze the lips, brother.

and squeezes the last sun before the winter ...

Brother, we have created an infinite and empty

squeezing every inch of our figures;
into a sketch of meadows and pastures
metal

and gray matter;

with our mantra and the paroxysm of

stones that form the silhouette of the hands

gray eyes and bellies and
cauliformes who worked the land ... and we
; brother.

An angel dipped in the wax and alabaster
choking skies
noses of men.

The God who once wanted
love hides in the orgasm of the vultures and bastards come - glass.

Brother, come home soon and between

these seas of heads rolling and knots

ecliptical
reborn as a f é glass nix details catlike;
brittle hands and lacerating still working the land. RODRIGUEZ WILFREDO

Huanuco: I PLACE (tie).


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FAMILY Dysfunctional

The family is the nucleus of society, but this cell has cancer early

At home there is a tumor growing in the masseter

cactus and nobody knows who owns

maybe our father died

not grow flowers because it rests on his bed

maybe this

black sheep who likes to chew the grass green grammar
like grass in his books

maybe my mother

that rumination grudges and learn to forgive
maybe my brother not to
home and eat dinner in his plastic box maybe cold

anyone who never leaves the house
and watch the TV when it seems

no communication signal

But in the Simpson's TV
pass and they are grateful for the food that God
is always best

room looking at the pictures from the family album;

heating the food in the stomach of my brother
listening to the prayers of my mother
reading all my books of poems unpublished
watering the flowers that my father grows
maybe that concentrates all the silence tumor
it feels when you want
say something but nothing is said, when we say his mouth and heart

is muted and the tumor continues to grow
as the masseter
cactus with spines inwards

maybe it is benign (I)

but it will come a day that will hurt
and it will be too late to remove it
is then that death will bring together both

for God to take a photo

with flash like lightning to have

the memory of this dysfunctional family

it will work, if
or if the promised paradise. ALBERT

URETA STAR: I PLACE (tie)


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He had air in the heart

My cousin was born with a heart murmur

every breath that gives a little air gets into your blood
school today was pale and 11 am, after physical education class.

I think it will die

mourn saw my grandmother when I went through the kitchen.
chicken rice lunch today with tears in the onion,

nobody said anything, we all knew it had to happen sometime.

Death gives no warning,

but made an exception with us.

Tomorrow we ride into the countryside to feed trout in the fish farm,
I must not forget to bring bread;
he likes to see how all pile up and the bread is rolled into the water.

I like to see how there is always jumping upstream
(Maybe it was a salmon ever).


RAMIREZ GRACIELA HOLY PLACE II, with the poems "Mandrake"