Notas
Biograficales:-
Doña Erudita was born from the union of
a leprous whore and a floating saint, San Ernesto de Puta-madré. On that accursed wedding day, the whore’s own
father repaired to the village outhouse, dowsed himself in tequila and set
himself on fire. All that was left of
him was a pair of purple glass eye-lids, handed down to him from a famous
glass-maker and optical prosthetist from Seville. Little Erudita was born into the hands of her
father some fourteen months later, after a prolonged pregnancy. Indeed, the local midwife had claimed that
she had heard the infant speaking Castilian from inside her mother’s rabid
womb. At the age of three years, the
little girl started writing poetry, which she said she heard when she put her
head inside the stone holy water font at the church of St Alfonsina del
Mar. In later years, when a fireworks
accident (an exploding iguana) caused Erudita to become stone deaf, she started
deriving her poemas from the patterns that the geckos drew with their slime on
the steps of the Jardin Botanicál de Rey in
Xoacotquetloaxcs. On being
deposed as a saint, Ernesto emigrated to the Antipodean backwater known as The
Mallee, where, with three black pigs named Chancho, Tocino and Chorizo, he set
up a lucrative magic mushroom-hunting business.
"An astonishing book of many merits for readers of intelligent dystopia" - Claire Rhoden review of "House of the Flight-helpers", Tartarus Press UK, 2019
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Animal Soul
How beautiful are our animals:
my feet pummelling your sweet hind;
your thighs astraddle my ankle.
How innocent and beautiful - my hand
lathering between your peach-cheeks,
bending my face close to sandlewood soap
your scribbled shins.
It is not sin.
It is merely terrifying.
It is terrifying to know each other
naked as dumb animals;
mute and swollen with animal soul.
No longer is this mellow drama for
my climax or your syntax.
It is the rugged theatre of the primates;
it is the ritual at the rough conception of all others.
It is the world’s first terrible sacrament.
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