Photo by Mariela Rivera

By Mariela Rivera

to watch her drift from the couch 

into a sleep of amber evenings:

long-awaited sunlight reaching

forest floors of a childhood wish 


on the kitchen table watching 

how her worn-out body moves 

with vigor and resoluteness

while concocting her usual 

recipe of a little too 

salty but always with more 

than enough amount of love


the wild crops that raised 

her are showing in the 

flair of her dress and

my only wish is that when 

my skin sinks thin into my bones 

that I’ll laugh and follow fast steps 

like thunder like her


she threaded me into 

an orb with her 

strongest of silk 


in my breast pocket I carry 

a spider fossilized in honeyed


      hearts muse 


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