A boy underneath me
in newspapers. Llevar: I lay
an apple, circling round
for hours to find him. To take away
the first time: lavar—a boy
circled me, a ripped out
page, a bed, safe
of rubies. To wash
his smile from me, ten,
toothless. I want
to take us away. To get
up. Levantarse. I gape,
touch bottle to flesh . Llorar:
glue, whiskey,
circle. Cut. To cry, drinking
you: dark-
haired brother. Llamar—
boy taking
girl. To call. Girl
taking boy. Llover: where
we can´t go—
to rain. To become
other. Llegar: to bind,
to arrive. Bones
under headlines.
(Published in Phoebe, Fall 2006)
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