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Events flow through my head faucets spontaneously spray memories over my feet Frogs jump out of the pool What seemed so ordinary is now demonstrating and keeping me awake Smashing the window panes I hide behind the lace curtain Shadows beat the drum They live on the street and declare me guilty I am no longer safe from the straight faces and the doubts of my family They slink through the house
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Jun 2, 2023
Jun 2, 2023 at 3:41 AM UTC
Memories don't drown
Events flow through my head faucets spontaneously spray memories over my feet Frogs jump out of the pool What seemed so ordinary is now demonstrating and keeping me awake Smashing the window panes I hide behind the lace curtain Shadows beat the drum They live on the street and declare me guilty I am no longer safe from the straight faces and the doubts of my family They slink through the house
Film "La Llorona" ("The weeping woman" [looking for her drowned children], 2019, Jayro Bustamante, about the Guatemalan Genocide in the 1980s Collection "Greeting from before"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jun 2, 2023
Jun 2, 2023 at 3:41 AM UTC
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