The Travelers 

As usual, we buried emptied coffins.

Who has the right to ask the sea

to release its games? 

Those bodies it’d eat up

with unspeakable relish,

devoured as were given to it —

free of charge. 

Back home, no one asks. 

No one can ever know 

What had happened to them? 

Only they have a name 

except that we don’t know 

their names.
(Princess Ayelotan: excerpt from The Travelers, a poetry collection)

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