poem by Brandon Marlon

Execration Text (c. 2350 BCE)


May your mother’s nakedness be familiar

to strangers throughout neighboring hamlets;


May you gnash your teeth whenever you chew

the sinews of raw reptiles;


May you have bulky stools that emerge only

with great difficulty, never smoothly, never with ease;


May you suffer burning genital rashes whose itch

drives you to the brink of madness and beyond;


May sudden tremors strike your hovel

so that mud bricks bury you alive under rubble;


May the storm god dispatch winds and rains

that scatter your clan from your lands;


As you have brewed, so may you drink;

as you have sown, so may you reap.


poem by Brandon Marlon

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