I Explain a Few Things
She was born in a shithole country that was fighting for the sanctity of a wretched block of ice / She said my own country is the most foreign… More
In the Blazing Cities of Your Rotten Carcass Mouth
The chained man was moaning about how he had gone from office to office to see what the Lord had to offer. / And all I have now, he… More
The Country of Planks
No one is the homeland, was the / apparent scream of the blind planks / in the dead homeland of the sea // This is how the chilean prisons… More
On Translating Raúl Zurita
Zurita knew from firsthand experience what it was like to be imprisoned under the dictatorship. One of the poems in “The Country of Planks” is named after the… More
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