Carlos Sirah, 2017 Lambda Literary Fellow

Carlos Sirah, 2017 Lambda Literary Fellow



if you also glasses in need but this would be here with you are so I want to be just a sort of riff seeing playing process of revising which is no eyes entitled the utterances it's a future history in which there is a war that is called as the one that settled us which is in its last year's there's a total ecological and global disaster countless refugees and or fugitives depending on the earth bent explained or someone the very idea of the seasons last days we never child whose age of ten and this child has become increasingly enamored of the specter of violence outside and so his childhood has been following David fought the mercenaries for opportunity increasingly more horrendous kinds of acts of violence diverse teams between oh yeah outside also there is a kind of economy that trades in bonds that bone is been granted ground up it's a deal that's rational for food to his family and some of the dog grinder goes like this I smell flesh I sense the flesh my job is just a job stop turn change break a smell of flesh I sense the flesh I make alone I think the brave singe the flesh smell the flesh color still speedy trial for each Gina's broken windows inside an abandoned church mother and child this scene is punctuated by small arms fire the smaller fire grows nearer and nearer as the scene progresses mother is the first to speak so you did yes how large is your ex a body tent love what you going to do that with soldiers mother that not soldiers been good I should've never picked you up what I said I should've never picked you up but you have to open your mouth mother this is good for us but you made me hear you shout a little story her mommy don't let me forget at a real story and maybe I shouldn't make things up like that I found you before I had job come close closer do you know there are stages to every war that there is the time it creeps up and lives and alerts of persons as they prepare to hurt their bodies and all these ditches of their body wants the metals and tactics and philosophies all these December 7 mins says she said her time when this war that has settled dustless and it's a penis limbs they are planar the Newton son in the street hands even it's a collectivity sideline whole is and later both and later fragment I canister and human bone from the bone of allowance of my naked eye I measured categorize index tag with a whole team of peace who are important that we identify those who seventh and now that this war is waning not because we're so tired and we are so tired the war wagons on because there are so many less of us to kill even after there is no money to pay even after money the longer means anything even after my colleague Spanish and become lives themselves hi each day adult I walk the streets and I pick up pieces of clavicles of mother sacré soldiers belong jism lovers raid by rebels mandibles of teachers and children you child I know the plots of every kind of person there was it one thing seems that our action sit down assess it child sits on cue just before the altar mother comes behind the childhoods the child to attack me you look like son on his own and then you open your mouth City almost sorry effects down or wrong way down into those manners so I turned over then you became my work for and that's about the child's neck begins to close about the neck mother begins to strangle the cha-cha gets away recovering the breath takes in the whole shape of their mother it's okay it's okay mother don't you see I can take care of it now now it'll be okay we won't be left in the streets I'm gonna get you ready cha I'm not the sound small-arms fire now right outside the door but I won't be at that person I won't do that business can't get out I said get out leave [Applause]

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