Proof by Rebeca Alderete Baca
I send sinews, gold and silver rings,
glass of wine cut at the spindle
No bad glass, only spit and saliva
12 moons, 12 weddings and we live in a paper town with
a purple bed
Car I drag and speed to get
myself to you
Blueing in the tin bucket, string
between us again, love the message, love the string
roll one while you listen and one while you talk
Prove it said and shocked. ALBONDINGAS A LITTLE
LOWER LOWER LOWER, MY LOVER
said with your chest said only
said only no more
“in the absence of its joys, love attempts to eternalize
its sorrows.” –Chateaubriand
paper meets paper, rock meets rock, tangle lilac
tangle yellow
I am poured into the cup
I am perfect in the eye, sitting on the brick
Barefoot between your knees, string knife
take me, lilac ribbon, take me, bouncing gravel voice
Doings by Rebeca Alderete Baca
I’m sorry but I just don’t have
the wherewithal to
go to your doings
this coming week, Rebeca.
Good luck and all
the best to you.
you’re a star, a star, such
a you are you
interested in being such
a big interested star? I’m
no, cut, remember
I’m going to take the afternoon
off tomorrow after my dentist
appt. Would you like to cook
a Lenten meal together?
Or another idea? If you already
have plans, that’s okay too.
being serious I think you
are a star, remember, cut
when the cilantro wilts
Rebeca—Rebeca
when you are a star you’re
Terrific! 3:30 or 4?
What do you feel like?
Salmon patties? Deviled
eggs? Quelites? Torta?
interested you’re Rebeca,
are you as yourself
as a star Rebeca. It will be
it will be so big so big so
are you interested, star