Salvador Olguín

Body Parts

Salvador Olguín

a yellow death of yellow fishes
floating down the window, in the mist
 
for some reason: gold, the sun, and liver cancer
also bones: the same shit, twice, and certain varieties of maize
 
it tastes like being tied around the wrists and ankles
blindfolded, six bullet holes in the chest
two in the head
yellow thighs and wet
 
an open pit to bring everything back into the ground
from where it came: this planet is a graveyard

On Bridges

Salvador Olguín

City dwellers
sometimes walk on iron bridges.
From these bridges it is possible to see the river.
 
Once they’ve seen it, joy, sadness
and many other ordinary feelings
are transformed into matter.
 
The river is inhabited by rocks
of various shapes and sizes.
People collect them.

Sobre los desastres

Salvador Olguín

Sobre los desastres

Súbitamente, todo se desploma:
las rocas, los espacios vacíos entre un ladrillo
y otro, las personas
Todo se derrumba
Todos caemos

On Disasters

Suddenly, everything collapses:
rocks, the empty spaces between one brick
and the other, people
Everything crumbles
We all fall down

Sobre los trenes

Salvador Olguín

Sobre los trenes

Se sacuden
y producen un sonido parecido al de las piedras
cuando chocan unas con las otras. Las personas que llevan dentro
también se sacuden, y tratan de evitar
mirarse unas a otras
a los ojos

On Trains

They shake
and make a sound that resembles that of rocks
crashing against each other. People inside them
also shake, as they try to avoid
looking at each other
in the eye