Megan Espinor


ilnamiqui (remember)

trickling tears touching tongues,
satin silks softly soured,
fretfully feeding flowers - Fears.


prisms of rainbows,
lands of dictionaries and dreams,
sides to every coin.


a killer kiss

the Catalyst


romanticizing roses all around
one of my biggest falls
freely on corroded concrete ground
man-made materials mark dark


exhibits

enviously

erotic


So

I breathe

I remember

I return to myself,

I return to us all.