‘them’ by Andres Dillon

to them my face
              is nothing but
                           another face hanging.

to them my body
              (arms
              legs
              eyes)

                           a forgotten shadow –
                           shifting in the water.

to them my words
              are only
                           sounds amid distorted winds that blow
                           lost lines of letters
                           and nonsense sentences.

to them I am
              what they to me
              are
                           another face
                           another body
                           another sound
                           another.

 


ANDRES DILLON, born and raised in the northeastern mountains of Mexico, is a passionate architecture student that finds through poetry a way of liberating himself from the constant strains of life. He is also co-founder of the regional literary magazine Cuatro Versos, publishing young and emerging writers.

Copyright © 2019 by Andres Dillon. All rights reserved.

 

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