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LAKE MOVEMENTS
"Separamos el líquido esmeralda en colinas onduladas de espuma, carne y escamas. A lo lejos, vemos montañas sentados en cielo, el punto de incision, imperceptible." we rush and part the water into rolling hills of foam and flesh and scale we rush onto horizon, islands sitting in sky, their point of incision vague
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 Island of the Sun, Lake Titicaca, Bolivia |
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we rush to the Island of Uros floating on stinky totora reeds we rush guilt-ridden among the gringos taking pictures of all the children we rush to move little on these waters, fresh from thousand year old Inca burials we rush when the man with meat and potatoes throws his batteries into the lake |
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 Island of Uros, Lake Titicaca, Bolivia |
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we rush to Taquile to pick muño weed and inhale softly by the side of steep rock stairs we rush a terraced landscape before us like flakes of pink fish we rush the terra firma, no roads, cars, bicycles or dogs, electricity a novelty from the '90s |
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 On Lake Titicaca, Bolivia |
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we rush a rush of peace, a novelty rush unto sacredness we rush this rush of high lake rush that rushes into heavens Lake Titicaca, Bolivia 10/97 |
