Friday, February 3, 2023

Javier Zamora


[ GRAPEFRUITS ]



and if we were to call you March 1980 

that fourth Monday 

will you know we’re asking silence

to find our teeth 

drying on calendars pluck us 

as if blossoms 

don’t know grapefruits remind us of 

grenades when dew 

remembers night has time to name 

what we call dirt 

carpels burst rinds whisper in church

where walls are shells 

shouting oceans suppose one seed 

is a bullet 

some kind of pearl swallowed by 

an archbishop


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