Hair, by Francisco Aragón

for M

who conceived that ravine
         or
         the contour
         of those slopes

Torbay
                —washing
over
          him as he swims—

is trying to say
                            don’t let
                                             the barber
                                    shave
                        below
his collar

I love
breathing
him in

my fingers
raking
his chest

a cub
wanders
the forest
                        after Andrés Montoya & Francisco X. Alarcón


Last modified on 2021-11-26