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Tzoutzi Mantzourani

My own deaths
Never think of the loss
And they never turn back
A trial in men’s Hades
The places we have seen during our long march
Looking at us, through the others
Showed us how to
Draw the causes
The material itself
Put here and there,
Then, the Unknown, with all the Unanswered
The unrecognizable
Just one point in the air,
No lines, nor surfaces
In the middle of the night.

 

     The struggle of acts, Provocateur, 2018