Eugenio Montejo: “My Love”
My Love In another body, my love walks this street. I hear its footsteps fall beneath the rain, walking and dreaming, as I used to long ago … In its […]
My Love In another body, my love walks this street. I hear its footsteps fall beneath the rain, walking and dreaming, as I used to long ago … In its […]
Encounter Neither you nor I are ready to find each other. You … you know why. And I loved her so much! Follow that narrow path. In my hands are […]
Three Prose Poems *** The woman’s thighs were long and moist. The fine hair glistened, golden in the sun. Endless bottomless depths of skin. And when she laughed, it was […]