See
By p.e. garcia
see my father’s mother | tongue lodged in my throat
quetzal preening | round my rib cage
see my Coke bottle cock | queer as can be
but still be | on Brand
see my tangle | of arteries
like vines | cling to sinew
see my hands as light | as clouds
that carry | rain&rain&rain
& see my body | ascend upper
rings | of sight&sight&sight
my body a blur | red periphery
| slow | ly be | coming
| clear.
Source: Poetry (March 2020)