IN HEAVEN

Since my childhood I wanted to visit the sky

I managed to get there
in poems
in airplanes
and dreams

When I die I think to move to the blue territory
I am already arranging eternal residence

with its founder

more than an impatient I wait for my arrival
God who knows all of us and understands my desire
will not let me cavorting eternally on earth
full of worms which in life

never gave a pinch of affection for my humanity

BLANCA CASTELLÓN, Nicaragua
Translation Germain Droogenbroodt
from “Los Moridores”, Editorial 400 Elefantes, Nicaragua