July 28, 2017 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION




Alejandro Escudé



Twelve Lines



Glistening in the scum, each worm


writhes over another to reach the top.


Some have ideology, others faith, still


others bank accounts, dividends, profit.


Swirling in the narrow, twisted shaft,


mourning some loss even after a win,


faces contorted, eyes like burnt thumbs.


Our cameras have become a language


less meaningful with each occasion.


Our text a pill to soothe the wildness,


a scythe for human grass. Our bombs


cold in their old, corroded chambers.






Alejandro Escudé

Alejandro Escudé

Alejandro Escudé’s first book of poems, My Earthbound Eye, was published in September 2013. He holds a master’s degree in creative writing from UC Davis and teaches English. Originally from Argentina, Alejandro lives in Los Angeles with his wife and two children.

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