Too often my thoughts stray to the past
They leave me frenzied and straining
Brain cells spark and rattle
Like sharp rocks in a tumbler
Refusing to be polished smooth
How to break away from your brown eyes mother
Your eyes locked into mine
As you slid down the wall dying
Six bullets silencing your heart
How long can one gaze last?
I tried growing a mermaid’s tail to navigate the deep
Without sinking under the stories
Of our two raped lives
But the memory of dancing
Always woke me
Mother, now, at last
I carry you inside me
All the way to the ocean’s wreck strewn floor
In the ink black night I step into the mystery and scream
Releasing us into the warm belly of Ix-Chel…
Jaguars come
Swimming
Out of my eyes