An apple core

Food Line
2014

translated by Jack Hirschman and Aggelos Sakis

 

An apple-core.
Someone was sitting here
biting an apple.
Then he disappeared. The same day
that History recorded three
deaths in the center of Athens.
Someone else at another
spot left his cigarette butt
before he disappeared too.
History only records:
apple-cores, cadavers, ashes.

 

     Food Line, Forepaw Press, San Fransisco, U.S.A, 2014 

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