A Spanglish blog dedicated to the works, ruminations, and mongrel pyrotechnics of Yago S. Cura, an Argentine-American poet, translator, publisher & futbol cretin. Yago publishes Hinchas de Poesia, an online literary journal, & is the sole proprietor of Hinchas Press.

Saturday, June 13, 2009


Imagine flair an ingredient of gwow!
Highlights in the hair of streaked peacock.
Ronaldo, Cristiano, Correcaminos Soberano.
He dizzies the balon, combing it back and forth:
as if he were spinning diaphanous Kevlar hair
or spiderweb streakers with jewels of dew.
Imagine an Atomic Squid with bounty of tentalegticles.
On each foot, a sneaker signed by speed certificates.
Ronaldo, Cristiano, Correcaminos Lujáno.
He is rather unstoppable. Like jet black garden snakes
that stitch through scrub until they flash the eyes.
When he fakes, a wake of whatif precludes intent.
Imagine yellow or hazard orange cleats--bandaged to hilt.
Techno jeans stores and Maserati loafers, dope cologne
and power point presentations with flaming swooshes.
His rubberband move is the bane of D's existence because
as D-man you must commit to a lunge; you can't half-lunge, can you?
You can't flux capacitor back once you lunge.
You lunge, but he just keeps blowing past your whole life:
a stop-motion parable.

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