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DESPUÉS-ANTES / BEFORE-AFTER

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22.Traducida: Mónica Nepote
Desde: La Ciudad de México


Before






After






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(Fragment)


spaces are so full, so full
so awkward that there's nothing

thrives in a vacuum better than Roberto Juarroz





"=?


(which comes to my aid Jerome)



I have no mother tongue blade or wind or mother


I have an open hand every day she writes

open and close, play and

obscures it, as philological, as silent thrives
forces me to undo skeins
where there is no thread and tip
would not mess

're here to waste each day talking

and mother, I say the same word

nothing




[Monica Nepos]

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DESPUÉS-ANTES / BEFORE-AFTER

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21.Traducida : Nadia Contreras
From: Colima, Torreon, Mexico. Before









After






:



Day Six (operating room)


open and close the eyes. Inside the tunnel someone guides me and tells me "Please do not be afraid." His arms are flare and his voice is filtered as if through a mirror. A bed and the bottom (where the TV is deep fluorescent), preparing medical instruments. The tunnel has disappeared and silence. Just wait for me come to take possession of me. Cutting, pulling the womb of life, loneliness barren; drain, darning, left intact. And in that left intact, I'm opening the blood cascade, night, death. Back. The room is the color of the losses. Losses than anyone else I know.



"=?


Freed from myself and the tumor of decomposition, the ecstasy of the night: pills that crowd, eyes and hands like a dark belly. Salen voices, laughter, children suddenly removed my right arm, my left leg. Above me, the light is too intense, flashing the window and the boy who cries confused expression on a decapitated body. I hear shots. Doctors I have up of drums and songs. Suddenly the silence. Nobody says anything, no cry. "You can celebrate the long forgotten," the card. Drunk with music, the wound is a landscape of footprints. Pain was broke, hematoma of the breath. Now, under the chisel of rain, a dog dragging me.





[My mother, Grace, who can fully complement the story.]

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DESPUÉS-ANTES / BEFORE-AFTER

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20.Traducido: John Pluecker
From: Houston, USA. Before










After





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Question emerge. You Answered Immediately unsuccessfully. Joy of. Your writing insubstantial then. You were walking disaster-through zone. Possibility in absence. Penis erupted on scene. Hours passed like decades. Light on. Feathers unseen. You denied translation was too difficult. Immutability of skin offered as explanation. Body too. Fear unbound. Imagination too expensive for unruly schoolchildren. Performance of action postponed. Dream of deliverance was not bearing fruit. Nipple not exposed for long. Second feather was unrelated. You weren’t attempting to explain photos. Belief in materiality of language was not required. Distrust followed quickly. Meant much. You troubled yourself to come. Come a many-splendored thing.



(Insert no transition here. Abrupt. Disappeared.)



Future hardly visible. Woman will become impossible. Absence removed from your heart. You won’t think about what your parents will think. Glasses will not be lost in pacific waves. Will it not be relevant. Car will make its own way forward. No reason will be found for unalloyed joy. You will not write based on images of success. This exercise will prove to no one your fluency. In question your ability to masquerade as feminist. These authorities within their reason. Political diatribes will not help. Willingness to question dogma appreciated by few. What will happen to present tense. You will have become your worst nightmare. Will you please explain why your dreams of womanhood were never realized. Rediscover your childhood thrill of language. None translatable. Incapable of imagining better futures. Feather a shadow of your former self.




(Because you defined yourself Hardly ever.)





"=? Question


emerged. Answered immediately without success. Joy. Your writing so insubstantial. Your way through the disaster zone. Chance in absentia. Penis exploded on the scene. Hours passed as decades. Light on. See feathers. You deny that translation is too difficult. Leather immutability offered as an explanation. Body as well. Fear unleashed. Imagination naughty too expensive for students. Action Performance postponed. Dream of salvation did not produce fruit. Nipple is not exposed for long. Second boom was not related. No photos were trying to explain. It did not require belief in materiality of language. Suspicion quickly followed. It meant a lot. You bothered to come. Come a splendid thing.



(Do not insert any transition here. Abrupt. Desaparecidos.)


Future
barely visible. Women will become impossible. No drawn from your heart. You will not think of what your parents think. Lenses are not lost in peaceful waves. Or may not be relevant. Auto make your own way forward. No reason was found for pure joy. Do not write based on images of success. This exercise will not test anyone fluency. Within your ability to impersonate a feminist. These authorities within reason. Political diatribes will not help. Willingness to question dogma appreciated by few. What will happen to the present. You have become your worst nightmare. Please explain to us why your dreams of being a woman never realized. Rediscover your childhood emotion language. No translatable. Unable to imagine better futures. Pen a shadow of your former self.



(Because almost never defined.)




[Text of John Pluecker]