Palabras que nos hacen sentir sin valor, words that make us feel worthless, like our life has no substance or weight to it.
Ekphrastic Poem
unrecognizable he was,
is.
time has erased
the comfort his features once brought,
or maybe he is exhausted,
hopeless,
stripped like an orphan child.
only this is no child,
just sorrow translated
into pain in the image of man.
his sniffling nose paralyzed her into sitting still
like a meek squirrel shaken from silently
terrifying sounds during the night.
not giving her much time to prepare
he picked her up with his reassuring fatherly words,
only to crush her by the tight grasp of what was said.
Porque no me tienes miedo?
Why do you not fear me?
those words rumbled out of his mouth
into the space between them
empty,
while adorned with her provisional replies
dark,
while dimly lit with the memory of her
once familiar father.
she went to answer, but he wept
a vermillion river
down her body.
their relationship
like her,
trickled down his leg,
between and under his toes–
forever trapped
beneath the heaviness of his own,
confinement.
