thomas dedola

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.

poetry: Barcelona

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

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