Manuel Forcano Poems

You could make the jungle sprout
in your office. Imagine that Plaça Universitat
is in the savannah, and Tibidabo
is tall and white as Kenya's Kilimanjaro.
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Exchange your eyes for mine.
In crying, you can set
my blood's salt content right,
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I didn't know that one day
I'd compare you to this city.
Or that I'd come alone to visit it
and I'd be writing you this letter
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I've gone out to perfume my body
with someone who's waiting for me. I've shaved well:
my jaw is terrain of kissing.
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