Choës

Make ready the ochre bride thatwe want to see on the harbourShe’s the one who brought the thread thathelped to slice up a bovine sir Now she’s doomed to be attached toa horned serpent filled with venomHear him laughing at his own crewcrossing the sea without boredom When the water chariot willanchor its nail to … Continue reading Choës

Pithoigia

Get on your thickest bootsand come with me alivewe may or not arriveto the cellar offshoots Brothers open the boxwith a knife filled with bloodlike a coffin of crudbarrels of our jocks It’s been more than one yearor aeons of our shameIt’s time for counterclaimthe demon sleeping here Do not pretend to fearthe gossips and … Continue reading Pithoigia