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EL REY MURCIÉLAGO // THE BAT KING by Yaxkin Melchy Ramos, translated by Ryan Greene $6 V Bailaba con el aire entonces mi historia era el bro...

Language is breaking apart in our hands.

if a crow— then a black ice cube pressed against the grain of the sun while the afternoon mugs drop pattering spoils of   a milk...

Music and language, especially poetry, have been inextricably linked for millennia — from the lyric poets in Ancient Greece to…