Clayre Benzadón Coconut Grove (Yael Valencia Aldana)
Moon as Salted Lemon tonight I wedge the moon into bottom of glass con cada luna llena watch it erupt leak teal cuando llega el atardecer I can’t squeeze Julieta Venegas’ “Limon Y Sal” out of my head only Clase Azul finger- tip swirling salt around the rim of a shotglass Evening brings out the bluest part almost half of this lemonmilk body is salted by silicon dioxide glass created by meteoroids hitting it Originally published in SWWIM |
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