Preface by Ryan Daley

I was born near Guantanamera. Yes, that
Martí. Como todos,
on the banks of Mama Leoni’s
near the tractor pull
father left for Arkansas
evening into the water
the radio followed,
we guarantee the lowest cost
but you cannot
have children again

so my mother took heavier cabbie
horn use fined, $350
the wheels, the bus

outstanding more news than a Nova,

o al revés
vice versa (vee-say
ver-sah). The Kirby offers
superior lift.

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the docs got my way
from el abasto,
as the Argentine songs

No tango aquí. Nor “suin”

This is the most outrageous
laugh event
of the season, that bein’
born stuff

Cioran, yo bistro!