from Galápagos

Repairs

Don’t ask me anything. I have seen things
encounter emptiness when searching for direction.
García Lorca

They said repairs had to be made. That’s why they brought me. But the desert advances. I have
been to six islands, and yet, I still do not see it, but I know it’s there, dressed in words.

Dunes and donnas and young gentlemen all having fun. What am I going to fix in this party? The
pipes work, cool water runs, and sometimes, even the light turns on.