your
heart falls ripe as sugar apple
pretending
it’s a bored angel
neglected
from the spider’s web
of
those hands that would save you
from
smashing against the ground
which
is like falling in love with the blonde
acrobat
girl from that traveling circus
you
used to go to every summer
it
came to town and you think
you’re
in a Win Wender movie
in
Berlin, but, hell no, it’s San Juan
and
you’re a petrified pigeon
on
the lintel of a dead day
an
ossuary at the mercy of dogs
Elidio La Torre Lagares
Elidio
La Torre Lagares earned his MFA in Creative Writing from the University of
Texas-El Paso. His work has appeared in Revista Centro Journal (City University
of New York), Azahares (University of Arkansas-Fort Smith), Sargasso
(University of Puerto Rico), The Acentos Review, Nagari, Malpaís Review, Ariel
Chart and The American Poetry Journal. Nominated for a Pushcart Prize, he currently
teaches literature and creative writing in the Department of Comparative
Literature at the University of Puerto Rico. In 2018, he was selected
University Press of Kentucky New Voices in Poetry award winner for his book
«Wonderful Wasteland
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