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