Adrienne Rich
Our whole life a translation
the permissible fibs
 
and now a knot of lies
eating at itself to get undone
 
Words bitten thru words
 
~~~
 
meanings burnt-off like paint
under the blowtorch
 
All those dead letters
rendered into the oppressor’s language
 
Trying to tell the doctor where it hurts
like the Algerian
who waled form his village, burning
 
his whole body a cloud of pain
and there are no words for this
 
except himself
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