- 2014
translated by Karen Van Dyck
We couldn’t sleep
our dogs howling all night.
We didn’t think for a second
it was their voice
the messengers of death
warning us like vigilant guards
of a break-in
ready to happen in our house.
We stayed awake
in the quiet of our small room
stubbornly, whining
like children treated unjustly
waiting without dinner
to grow up all at once
in one night
and finally receive
the explanation for their unjust punishment
and the world.
Brooklyn Rail, 2014
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