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There are children asleep in the streets,

sheltered by cardboard boxes and newspaper sheets.
Meanwhile, I touch your naked body.

An old man, locked in his apartment,

counts his days facing the mirror.
While I warm your body over the pillows.

The red taste of you
fills my mouth 
on the second day of April.

Blood of streetsellers, mercilessly shot by the police,

paints in red the broken sidewalks.

And I find you, alive, in my bed.
I dive into your body.



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joao macdowell New York, New York

João MacDowell: "a new thinker in the genre", has a career that spans from punk to opera. Currently serves as resident composer and artistic director of the International Brazilian Opera Company - IBOC in NYC.

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