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When I think of people whose lives go to shit each day
I should also think of the speed with which they pile up
at town gates,
on pirate ships the children have built
with pages from their grammar
books.

When I think of prison and write prison
ad nauseam,
musn't forget to note in some corner
hands on genitals,
recognition,
secrets.

autógrafo
Roberto Bolaño
Translation from Laura Healy


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