Crumbs Whenever she ate she talked about food, all the magnificent repasts of her past, with her mouth full. And he’d sit across from her and watch the food on her plate grow smaller and more insignificant with each description of some towering feast or exquisite confection of her youth. She’d close her eyes to remember, shaking her head as if to say, “No, you can’t really see it from here.” Then she’d open her eyes and he’d feed on …
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“Dance of the Bird” & Other Poems by Maria A. Arana
Dance of the Bird hummingbird chirping on saggy bare tree branches busy body stop jump to leafy tree big bird shares tweeting bright songs and blinding sun leaves my teeth clench… my teeth clench like a wrench tightening bolts to prevent from dislodging and breaking but teeth like mine become brittle like cracker crumbs over the table I hear the pop… I taste the pop of your bombs they come down like rain I feel the beep of …
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