Poem: summer of ‘91/adventures gone/fleeing Mallorca/bleed til you cry, bleed as you watch days age

An arcadia of imagination

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Pic: Paradisio Publishing

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Eivissa ‘91

do you remember the summer

coming onto the sand at caf del mar

end of

may 

‘91?

the previous weekend

you had to flee Mallorca

the streets haunted

you hunted

so

the ferry from Mallorca

dolphins strafing the Med

heat and sun

dreamfevers

docking at the port

Dalt Vila up there

the bus into San An

2/300 pesetas in your shorts pocket

nothing else 

to live was to live

busting cans of tuna open

down the backstreets of San An

wondering how to eat and drink 

is to know you exist truly

as you recall the Caf the first time

and

the next months

all those nights at Pacha Amnesia Es Paradis

all those mornings at Space

catching rides back to San An