Tania Maron
I need you ,
I call you not hear ,
or are your ears minerals
as whelks ?
Or I missed the voice
with the windsT
in each wave of the storm?
You feel like someone gropes the air
or reaches a liquid cloud.
How tread the stars
or wanting , being blind,
mix all the colors of the setting ?
Know you’re there
and you’re the other half of my body .
Do not want to be raped by harsh words.
It hurts the absence
this other part of me .
Art by Pier Toffoletti
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