Ivan Ana Maria

Lonesome A-lone sometimes I find myself Wandering, meandering, slithering through, transparent. Trans-parent(ing) is what I call crossing to the other side of your Child-Ego into being the

Christopher Columbus was a good man But as Bartholomew De Las Casas wrote “The admiral (…) was so anxious to please the King that he committed irreparable crimes against the Indians.” “murder,

The Romans’ currency infused gold With the hunger for the ever-consumption, Hedonistically feeding the god Of self-indulgence. In the global supermarket of edible gold From Risotto d’oro con

Imagine the thrill of the hunt, the speed of anthropoid limbs rushing for their life, the breath accelerating, the heart on the verge of imploding. Running for one’s life brings one‘s senses to the

When Gold first touched female flesh, it quivered Flashes of power, of mastery zigzaging her nerves Seduction sprung metallic from voluptious bracelets Rings, necklaces, earrings. Soft and

In the eternal nothingness of the black hole the infinitesimally small, infinitely hot, infinitely dense, something - a singularity coagulates under pressure finite matter squished into infinite

Tired City reflected in empty eyes You force yourself on dishevelled bodies Inhabit their sexes and crush them like insects Their pangs never heard, their limbs never found I loiter through

Weave my skin out of remorses In your world there is no echo, no blood Weave it with your eyes, hungrily...with noises, With mud... My first scream will set you free Design me according to

Glass over-dimensioned aquaria Inside trembling old naked people Emptied. They’re smoking Black smoke lingering in whirls Absorbed. They paint with cold fingers On the dirty old

I’m finally a bride Marching with my fellow passers-by Towards nowhere Treading upon odor-breathing grass My comrades, why does your skin look so tired So blue? Why do you travel in boxes,

Each room deposits an old man In his dirty small room everything seems tarnished Haunting visions whirling in front of his eyes, The silence suddenly horrifying him. The old man is speaking