Natural Criminal
translated by Francisco Aragón
Taken from Poets.org
I am
a nomad
in a country
of settlers
a nomad
in a country
of settlers
a drop
of oil
in a glass
of water
of oil
in a glass
of water
a cactus
flowering
where one
can’t and
shouldn’t
flourish
flowering
where one
can’t and
shouldn’t
flourish
I am
history’s
fresh and
living wound
history’s
fresh and
living wound
my crime
has been being
what I’ve been
all my life
has been being
what I’ve been
all my life
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