The crosses’ last station at St Paul’s A cathedral’s dome rising like a golden nipple where heaven comes to suckle Believers and voyeurs rush helter skelter through the underground passages But Jesus does not need an oyster when he can walk on water So Caesar got his money back, a refund from above interest included […]
In the streets around the cathedral where the urubu roost The bright midday sun crushes the passerby regardless of their age The walls are Red and white like the Peruvian flag A reminder of the bloodshed of the post-Colombian history The conquistadors are gone and the gringo rule took their seat But the Inca people […]