Víctor López Rache (Colombia)
Por: Víctor López Rache
Traductor: Nicolás Suescún
The Bridge of the Flight
The stars of the century have crossed by the bridge
and I still remember the childish crying of the grandparents
trapped in the burning hovel.
The confusion smelled of Final Judgment
and the guards took me away from the breast of my mother
and threw me upriver
to torment me with their laughter until after I am dead.
The bridge does not resist the flight of more stars
and the bitter glory of living in memory
does not reach the decapitated words of my father
crying for help.