While She Walked In The Sun In Guatemala
ten anemic stars
shine in my wooden sky,
against my wooden wall
against lace
and Yaweh faces,
three times in the curtains
she became a christian
for the sanctity or
comfort
'cause she knows that after
death is something
big, there's something
waiting
she smiled on roofs of
sheetmetal siding in
Guatemala
photographs of sun and palms
walking dirt roads
arms wrapped around one another
in that reassuring heat
of Southern geography
Latino nights
and days of hammers
nodding t'wards the earth
in sync with its rhythm
poem by Matthew Schoerner
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