Spiritless Stone by Sylvia Sánchez Garza

Spiritless Stone

poetry by Sylvia Sánchez Garza

Please listen… it was never even my idea to be here. My marble, resin, plaster, and stone will someday be gone like my original bone erased from the face of this bruised and bleeding sphere.

Crying red tears for healing, longing for forgotten freedom, vanishing in historical hallucinations. It wasn't my idea to be here. Are you listening? I am nothing but rock ─ spiritless stone screaming.

I have no feelings, no emotions ─ Pinch me, topple me, break me… I care not what you do, nor of my irony. Peace and equality, optimism unspoken?

I'm not meant to illuminate, year after year, standing stoic. Please… cut me, smash me, destroy me ─ bloodless and unheroic.

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