I was light from the mouth from every part of me I was of the earth or a scar in the earth rent through the ruins of late civilization and bubbled from it and became a saint’s reptilian spirit and I could taste the wheat and coal and gold like a trinity of bounty and I was vapor like a smog that becomes a wraith over the city then back to its animal form decompressed and atomized into its past life as star and I was that animal truth the spirit I had dreamt about being more cloud and star then given I was just the density of water a reciprocity in and out the fade of my fugitive substance going south and the yearn for decadence disappears in the annals yet leaves a taste in the mouth metallic and lime the sense of dissolution and I was speed and insistence to reset the orb of gravity I was risen from foam necessitated by colony sired in violence exported as luxury
Carmen Giménez Smith, from “Post-Identity”
