calles sucias
you don’t idle, you scurry; quick and targeted.
you don’t amble; here is merely the trash. the trashed bodies
and the waste of the north.

hijas muertas

here the crossfire implies no legal bonmot,
it implies the bullet that killed your neighbour’s daughter.

agua celeste

a solvent, cyan blue. copper sulphate and ammonia?
benzene and formaldehyde.
it brings you closer to the sky.

violencia castiga
y la nieve?
sabor fresa marmol.