RĂ©gis Bonvicino

Bottles and cans tossed on flower beds

white lily, roses

lilacs suddenly thorns

there are whores on the next corner



vanish in the broad

shadow a tree

casts on the


concrete wall

of the metro station’s

air shaft

(further back


a tall building with windows

opened by spring)

Don’t kill the beggars

Forgive me for being this way


Never sell your revolt

leaning against doors,

lying on the street

where they also urinate


and stash away their pipe

sometimes they steal a purse

a watch

sometimes they beg




Bonvicino, Regis. “Petroglyph.” Trans. Odile Cisneros. Beyond the Wall. Los Angeles: Green Integer, 2017. pp. 123-25.

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