to them my face
is nothing but
another face hanging.
to them my body
(arms
legs
eyes)
a forgotten shadow –
shifting in the water.
to them my words
are only
sounds amid distorted winds that blow
lost lines of letters
and nonsense sentences.
to them I am
what they to me
are
another face
another body
another sound
another.
ANDRES DILLON, born and raised in the northeastern mountains of Mexico, is a passionate architecture student that finds through poetry a way of liberating himself from the constant strains of life. He is also co-founder of the regional literary magazine Cuatro Versos, publishing young and emerging writers.
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