MORNINGS WITH SYLVIA

56th death anniversary 🌹

Moonlit Pieces

I’ve memorized how poppies dance in my blood every midnight,
Til I turn into a pale moonlight
A stasis in the night, cloudy eyelids shut

And then I rise like thin hairs on skin, cold breeze within
A dark house in my universe,
A paperweight head in dirty white sheets

The pain we share burns now in the eye of the emerging sun, flickering
Piercing my windows, hanging on my ceiling

I ingest sugar pills in the morning,
I ingest art, I ingest you
My favorite breakfast
The extracts from your left breast—
the white milk leftovers prepared before you left
I keep stirring, concocting my black coffee
And then I eat the crumbs of you
Transcendence occurs in my stomach
Oh, how you speak too much and too little!
Your words in turmoil, I taste
As the claws of letters hook my skin

I hear the birds sing your…

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MORNINGS WITH SYLVIA

I've memorized how poppies dance in my blood every midnight, Til I turn into a pale moonlight A stasis in the night, cloudy eyelids shut And then I rise like thin hairs on skin, cold breeze within A dark house in my universe, A paperweight head in dirty white sheets The pain we share burns …

SIREN

Yesterday was the first time I rode an ambulance alone with her on a stretcher, I was inside but it felt like I wasn't there, I felt like I lost my other senses and my face was empty. All I heard and felt were the wallops of siren piercing my whole being, as if there were …

BLUE MOON

My vicious muses were clad in pastel vintage dresses today dozing in the cradle of my mind high on substance and depth as Elvis' voice soothes their frantic nerves as if it were Sunday morning and they're sucking its aurora like caramel pacifiers on their overwrought merlot lips my voluptuous heart undulates, purrs like Marilyn …

G E M I N I

You say, my newborn face dwells only in the frames of your ancient house, and my purity was left in my mother's womb and arms So now, you try to cleanse me with your precious soap, Scour... Scrub... Rub... and then you conceal me with lotion, some powder, more perfume! And yet some more, make …