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dear angélica   dear angélica I can’t make it I got stuck in the elevator between the ninth and tenth floors and by the time the elevator man realised it was already ten-thirty   dear angélica I can’t make it I had a little problem at home my hair got caught in the washing machine actually it’s still stuck now I’m dictating this email to my neighbour   dear angélica I can’t make it my dog died and was resurrected and ascended to heaven I spent the whole afternoon involved with firemen and aerial ladder trucks   dear angélica I can’t make it I lost my bank card in an atm I went to complain to the security guard who was actually a crook he stole my purse and I had amnesia from the shock   dear angélica I can’t make it my boss called at the last minute saying he went to hawaii on a motorcycle and I had to go to work in a bikini so I caught a cold   dear angélica I can’t make it I’m in a cybercafe by the orinoco I was kidnapped by a terrorist group please deposit ten thousand dollars in account 11308-0 at citibank valparaiso branch thanks I’ll pay you back when I get home     *     woman in red   what could she want this woman in red she must want something since she’s wearing that dress it can’t be just a casual choice it could have been yellow green or even blue but she chose red she knows what she wants and she chose that dress and she’s a woman so based on these facts i can conclude i know what she wants it’s elementary, dear watson: what she wants is me it’s me she wants it could only be me what else could it be     *     grad   men women are born they grow they see how others are born and how they disappear from this mystery a cemetery arises they bury bodies then forget   men women are born they grow they see how others are born and how they disappear they record, record with their phones make spreadsheets then forget   they hope their time comes slowly men women don’t know what comes next so they go to grad school   men women are born they grow they know that one day they’re born and the next they disappear but that’s not why they forget to turn off the lights and the gas     *     These poems were selected for inclusion in the January 2015 Translation Issue