TE19 Iberian Adventure

Yolanda Castaño

THERE’S NO TYRANNICAL RULE LIKE THE ALPHABETICAL RULE The purity of their plains is just a figure of speech, fictions forcibly removed from the bloody fields of history. Unstable solutions. Plastic the perfectly fit glass slipper. And so came the war upholding the hallowed codes, and that was a road worse than natural science. The sharecropper’s tongue turning over his ploughlines while the Castellated noble bedevils the dictionary.

(The bookworm only lasts a night like a woman’s name a generation.) Later on the words developed an autoimmune disease that attacked them from within, the word liberty for example.

The only difference between Brutish and British is simply you and I.

One day the Capital F’s will all turn back to Uzis.

Does the language know its own tongue? – The books are still open. 106