Easter Island

Where are you from?


“I am from Poetry

The land of exiles

Where words are monolithic statues 

Facing the ocean.


Their faces have enigmatic expressions

Representing the deceased head of a lineage.

Allegories squat with resting arms,

Formed from volcanic ash.”


Where are you from?


“The land of exiles

Where cannibals boil words

And pick their bones with delight.”

© 2016