dodoitsu set

endless pacing 

the man i help 

i find myself

attracted to 

gloominess deepens—

orange blossoms 

accompany 

our break-up 

grabbing a taxi 

settling against the leather

i yearn for

the 1970's 

words of forgiveness

to a killer—

foamy waters 

surround my feet 

enjoying black tea

and a cigarette...

night's balminess 

walks with me too 

enjoying *tafya 

we speak about 

bayou folktales 

and our men 

*sugar cane rum 

"little boy ...

do you like white flowers?

i like 

your father." 

always passing 

that stone Buddha...

he always seems

preoccupied

stone deities—

moving from 

holiness to holiness

this warm afternoon 

woman's pretty hijab...

waiting in line 

at the grocery store 

fingering my pearls