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Krisma Mancía was born in El Salvador in 1980. She has studied literature at the University of El Salvador, theater at La Escuela Arte del Actor, and sculpture and ceramics at the National Center of the Arts in El Salvador. She has also participated in the workshop La Casa del Escritor of El Salvador under the tutelage of Rafael Menjívar Ochoa. She is the author of La era del llanto, from Colección Nuevapalabra, published under the DPI imprint (Dirección de Publicaciones e Impresos); Viaje al Imperio de las Ventanas Cerradas, which was awarded first place in the international La Garúa prize for young poetry and was published in 2006 by La Garúa Press in Barcelona, Spain; Nueva Cosecha, with Editorial Casa de Poesía de Costa Rica; and Pájaros imaginarios y trenes invisibles entre tu ciudad y la mía, edited by Valparaíso de España and published by the Editorial Municipal de la Alcaldía de San Salvador. For more poetry and information, please visit https://krismatica.wordpress.com.

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[–] [email protected] 1 points 1 month ago

from the article:

Before the Sea

I am a foreigner in the promised city with suitcases full of desiccated crabs but in the Empire of Closed Windows, everything is rough and when I go into the street, I double bolt the door and try to forget the mermaid trapped in the bathroom pipes

and I am nostalgia when I painlessly deliver myself to the ordinary abyss of corners

and I am nostalgia when I fulfill my duty of being a good citizen.