COYOLXĀUHQUI

Sara Lupita Olivares

of the unconscious, form disintegrates into hundreds of awarenesses. gravity: what does the mind

believe to bring itself near. tossed into the sky, the moon’s shape disfigured by sun. before

language, the body rotated into a cosmology. wholeness eventually in pieces: torso, arms, and legs.

moon, one who makes noise, out of its tracks where does the featureless landscape

take us and without wound how will it lead us back.

 

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