The knowledge you have given me,
is too great a burden,
about a sinister thing,
hidden in plain sight,
Daily, I am tormented by it,
yet I can not bring myself to speak,
Your wisdom has been wasted on a coward
Here's where I dump my unfinished poetry. The title of the blog comes from the Nahuatl phrase "in tlilli in tlapalli" (the black, the red) which is a metaphor for codex writing. Poems that I decide to revise and make more presentable will be deleted from here.
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