Contemporary World Literature: Poetry from Mexico

Contemporary World Literature: Poetry from Mexico
By Emily Granados
Emily Granados was born in Mexico in 1994. She studied Hispanic Language and Literature at the National Autonomous University of Mexico, a public research university in Mexico. Emily is an actress and oral narrator and is currently a workshop and secondary school teacher.
I
Scared here
We all have our unique and unrepeatable vision of the world
Unwitting delicate doers,
We are, without rehearsal, it is me,
The one who is splicing her fears lying down
In the gloom of a peak,
Naked, empty, swaying wind revives her
Like a little fire in secret for me
My eyelashes dance but I don’t see anyone
There is no one, I am alone.
On wooden sticks with traces of sweet
My insecurities as a child are on fire…
And the dark streets
And my dad who didn’t come back
And my grandmother dead
My baggy pants
They were safe when I thought I was a child without knowing it
And Opitz syndrome
And the sheep butchered by grandfather.
II
In diamond gift bags the craving for desires,
The accelerated passage of time
Oh the accelerated passage of time!
That then I wanted to stop,
Frustrated, frustrated without understanding
What was the moment?
I was in a hurry of twenty-five and loose,
Of everything that is born and claims its channel
I felt that the world was new and the new was me,
Spun by my will,
Above all wills.
III
Inside my clown nose
Nightmares accommodated for ages,
The faces of those that my family killed without knowing,
The lights of the cities
That I have visited for the first time and one day,
Like everything that does not repeat death,
My own pantheon that expands like fire
And all the uncertainty
That leaves the walking of the three-headed monster, time.
IV
There at the top
Alone on each edge of the skin,
On each exhale,
Crying and loving with the fears inside,
I threw it all into the black void
That generates energy in another space
In the same act that I took it out of the gut,
Thrown away, I licked the wound like an animal,
Placid in the night almost howling,
It was no longer nor was it going to be,
Was and only,
I was alone on an invisible peak
Invisible to the human eye!
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