"What thing is the body"

What thing is the body when someone strips it of a name,

a history, a family name? That there was a chance.

When there is no face or trail or traces or signs. That

they were going to bring them here. What thing is the

body when it’s lost?

Translated by John Pluecker This poem appeared in Antígone González by Sara Uribe, published by Les Figues Press, 2016.

10.09.2026

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