espsmokeejo

usele ess numbb er 1951

my corn re turned a

claca spittering on the

“floor” was ecto

plasmid ,shore redact

,temple or the tiempo

de tu güevo derecho

- in the window’s b

link face - el vi

aje del re greso nun ca

,ingreso del vacío ¡

.the drain a milpa ni

ponesa ,))where I saw

my own bla nk e yes

Corn and Smoke

- Blaster Al Ackerman

sepumirrortula

my eyes em path)etic(  t

ocked or watch unwound

ack u rate in chattering

time what’s that a shoe

.had scattered through

the mud & turds a

weeping puzzle wrap a

chowder of them thou

ght less guns o ojos

zapotecas con crema de

itzcuintli  )Anahuac a

hogado(  where I saw

“the hole”

...numbered off...

...en los pisos altos...

- Carlos Fuentes

 

chmirarorir

itch the ash the ass lep

rosario torn my enteusage

claim my underouch sev

ered logluggage es mi

plan tostado mis paines

with the hairy teeth  .sn

ore yr ddribbling .wh ey

the bloodies running down

yr arm the “wheeling sp

spoon” uhn unh ,nuh

infogcussed ,claimed ssau

ssage ffingered in my ppp

ocket where you  )gnaw

the effort(  of my ss

agging toward the bbu

rning chchair

 ...te comiste la gorra.

- Cantinflas

espejo del olvido

shuffling behind the word S

a window with its socks a

muddy wind a well some

water skulls shapeless

time’S  form time’S  shapeless

skulls water ,some well a

wind muddy S  socks it’s

with window an S  word the

be hives shuffling S

tones and candy wrappers

‘‘]foams’around’the’door[’’

 ...me quité el pantalón.

- Juan Rulfo