My Voice Will Weigh On You

By Irma Pineda

Translated By Wendy Call

My voice will weigh on you

like a rope hanging from your neck

My voice will be the vulture

that patrols your rotting body

and remains tattooed

among the sounds in your mind

so that you can’t sleep

because you clawed the light

from our grandparents’ eyes

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