By Margaret Randall
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No tombstone she can cover with flowers, no goodbye. Still, sometimes she stares at the phone or imagines walking the city, turning the one corner she’s never tried at exactly the right time. • 13 • • 14 • Another Dimension Macabre vectors twist memory, their dance mutes a history where some humans live swollen with power that erases others. Pedro once pushed his coins across the counter at the neighborhood bakery, agreed with the clerk the rains came early this year, then left with two loaves beneath his arm.
Memory moves across a map like the lines in a face spread and deepen, souring testimony to the smile gone, the unheard laughter and cheek offered up for a kiss that will not come. Skin fades imperceptibly, its colors hesitate unsure if they will cling to heat or sink to the pale pulse of resignation. Do I get out of bed this morning yet again? Do I wash my face? Do I speak? • 27 • Someone Lives If I can say I remember someone lives. Someone breathes as my lungs contract and expand. Someone is at home in space, holds out hands palms up.
Padre está enojado, luego triste y de nuevo enojado y, sí: con miedo.
As If the Empty Chair: Poems for the Disappeared = Como si la silla vacía: Poemas para Los Desaparecidos by Margaret Randall