Peace Out, NYC!

“you are a city the sea assaults,
a stretch of ramparts split by the light
in two halves the color of peaches,
a domain of salt, rocks and birds”
Octavio Paz — Piedra de Sol (The Sun Stone)
translated by Eliot Weinberger


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