
| Rachelle Linda Escamilla Titles: Two Lips/ Good Men |
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Rachelle Linda Escamilla is an award winning poet (Academy of American Poets, Dorritt Sibley, and James Phelan Literary) from Hollister, California. She has one chapbook of poems, Bautismo, and an interactive chapbook which can be found at www.rachellepoet.com. She is currently at the University of Pittsburgh's MFA program. |
You say You look naked and I say say my dear say say my dear I'm broken here away and apart from your face. When you stop in my apartment I offer you food you say I'm Okay I say stay stay when you walk up my stairs I say stay stay good man, stay and place your fingers here, touch my kidneys, they're soft and purple and touch here, my ribs, count them one two three. You lay in my bed and I turn around on top of you, my clitoris rubbing the bulge of your tan scrotum I rock myself to sleep, you let go and I turn to curl myself in your arms, to rest my thighs and keep the pulse of my working calves from bursting, bursting, you look in my bent brown body in the glass light cover and say you look like a small child. When you curled your fingers around the base of my neck and pushed my face into your your pelvis I didn't wince, I'm used to this. |
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Hinchas de Poesia, Winter, 2010 Edited by Yago Cura & J. David Gonzalez Invincible Court, NYC, NY 10030 email: hinchasdpoesia.com |
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