MID-ATLANTIC
By Louise Andrade
the way I speak
is mine
a Titanic halfway to hell
transcontinental
speech blurred by the white squall
South American heat
fists and leaves and kicks
on the ring
and from inside the inflatable womb
are all poems
words
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I'm 18, I'm form Argentina and I write some stuff from time to time...
Published a few poems of mine in some of Buenos Aires feminist zines, as I am active in lesbian/femist underground of the City.
By Louise Andrade
the way I speak
is mine
a Titanic halfway to hell
transcontinental
speech blurred by the white squall
South American heat
fists and leaves and kicks
on the ring
and from inside the inflatable womb
are all poems
words
- - -
I'm 18, I'm form Argentina and I write some stuff from time to time...
Published a few poems of mine in some of Buenos Aires feminist zines, as I am active in lesbian/femist underground of the City.
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