i stare at the water and let words just...flow.
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It rained hard that day and afterwards
she sat up and stretched
arms and bare back glistening.
The sounds of the ranas
entered the room with the night
both were deafening.
-Nightvoice, Gloria Anzaldúa
I remember that first night, your
bare back, glistening
once
twice
never, really, though
our love wasn´t
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