Persephone at the Farmer's Market
Departing Phoenix
The Lonelier Moon
Dias de los Muertos
Movie House
Canaries
Gacela of a Wedding Day
Her Constellations
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Dia
de los Muertos
for Jade
When we finally lie down
let peace cover our bodies,
let a fine dust and a scorpion
wander in our pelvic bones.
Our skulls will bend to touch
at the forehead, as we did
each night. Our ribs will clasp
like praying fingers,
no strand of black beads, no cross.
As our arms rest
on each others’ shoulders
we will dance
that night, my Love;
we’ll move across the ballroom,
glitter of the indigo sky. |
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