Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

shadows pierced by the sun confetti

don't stop the rain from falling on my wings my eyes  are swimming in your breast... a minute for the two of us

a mountain  of love letters hidden  in the air shaft—  forlorn in a house of sticks

how long have we stood  at the end of the dock, a  wishbone fit to pop

my dreams like kites at the apex of some huge sorrow-- a flapping sound on new year's eve ~~~ after a tanka by Shaku Choku

let me climb these mountain ridges ... my mantra, scuffed by winter winds, heals my bloodshot eyes

confetti a sunrise I faintly remember

poplars mark my pathway gathering bones

Venus with an afro pick letting go of trends

faster than an afterthought staggering butterfly

cornered  by the clouds full moon

what kind of fool lets you go without a fight— sea-dust coats my skin

jealous of the way you’re happy without me… anthills collapse in the rain, six degrees of separation 

nothing to be afraid of even when the night changes— broken coming and going, I climb the ruins of my life

clouds move in a space beyond grief or understanding... memory, my scandelous mirror alwasy telling a lie

tumbling  through winter she knew she didn't fit... a doll's life trapped in a young man's body

I won't lose you I will follow your body as far as the street where best regards forms a corner with the breeze I will follow your body up to where our two bodies fight to enter your dark tunnel... the deluge of your cloisters

filled with longing I came looking  for ghosts and found  whispers— divergent