Rafa Ramos Sania
A Broadcast Of Your Silence
And I sing again. This time I won’t whisper,
because this time it’s for you. I hear about you on the radio,
and I’ve seen the pictures of the boss and his henchmen—
Hatred and determination in their eyes.
Their actions leave no doubt:
to them, you are garbage.
The history that came before echoes faintly.
And here, routine carries on.
On the radio,
a broadcast of your silence.
'A Broadcast of Your Silence' came about almost by accident, after several failed attempts to write for solo do…