JUAN ORRANTIA
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Bittersweet Forest
There was heat that smelled...
While I was thinking about sex
Why would...
Normalcy
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There was heat that smelled of bread and dead fish
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Bittersweet Forest
Fragments, memories and imaginations
of patriarchy and violence
in a town that for many years
smelled of cocaine.
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