S.O.F by Roberto Vargas

BOMB 12 Spring 1985
012 Spring Summer 1985

Soldiers of “Fortune”
Never believe magazine
commanders pandering a fat
cheque or stripe
a star or headline
2 glorious weeks in the
mountains of Central America
her womb    her fury
will never appear in your
obituary fulfillment
nor serve as compensation
for P.T.S.D.   Only real touch
real love would assuage
that agent of orange

A real sex    a real mouth
can echo your patriotic needs
learn the discipline of
        dying
        and love again

Translated from the Spanish by Charles Tarzian.


Roberto Vargas is the Cultural Attache for the Nicaraguan Embassy in Washington.

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