![Poetry. Barcelona, by Thomas Dedola. Image: the silhouette of a sleeping man in the foreground. In the background, a light silhouette of the skyline of Barcelona.](https://eggplusfrog.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/DEDOLA-THOMAS-1024x649.png)
Barcelona
During the night I play dead
for 6 hours or so, my last rites sung out
by drunken voices on the Rambla.
There is a wine spot in my dreams,
which always seem to take place at
the end of my second cousin’s quinceañera.
You’re always there – of course you are –
your folded thighs, two dry countries,
while your smile builds cities.
I wake thinking of the desecration of Spain,
and in my head steel timpani
tumble bricks in washing machines.
I could’ve been an unsung martyr
or an alluring statistic, so I give you my love:
3 bunches of tulips for €5,
bought from a stall near here
while the inebriated mourners gathered
under my window to pay their final respects.
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thomas dedola
Thomas Dedola is a poet and short story writer. His work has been published in Felan, Nine Muses Poetry, Panoplyzine, Cathexis Northwest Press and the Poetry Kit.
From Milan, Thomas currently lives in Cambridge.
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