hint: press ctrl + to enlarge font she must have had girls not always like diego but mujeres con anos y dientes they’d have bitten on the world and chewed on its meaning leaning on each other laughing loud she’d have moved them like clouds she’d have been their moonlight they’d have stood out in crowds bet they drank wine at night did they even know of each other ? maybe she hoped for them while they stayed undercover looking out around ground that’d been turned into walls peeking through kitchen windows thinking of her in halls thanking god for her mother the sun and the rain; everything that they didn’t and frida became it is lame to think kahlo did not strut her stuff with women, all dainty indifferent and rough on the outside with purest of light on the in side of predictable sufferable skin over eyes that did burn over lips that did cry over hands that let truth over feet that bled lies a woman a spirit a bird filled with flame a mexican phoenix with ever changing name rosa, ophelia, myra y luz guadalupe, marisol so many to choose from among poets who lived in her time she must have stirred something their spirit, their mind their love of forever girls and timeless mujeres con anos y dientes author's note: the word 'girls' in this poem is to be interpreted as 'friends.' |
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