Monday, June 3, 2019

Octavio Quintanilla writes


The ambulances are at it again.
        Someone chokes on a heart attack,
                  a child on a bike gets run over,
              a woman walks in on her man
                           fucking a stranger.
           It's cold outside, and from your second-floor window,
                    you can see white breath,
youngsters leaning against iron-gates.
      They, too, awakened by screams.
Now you understand each other:
           While you sleep, someone gets hurt.
Someone steps back from a window's ledge.

Skeleton's Ambulance, Egg tempera Painting

Skeleton's Ambulance --  Cathy Germay

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