by Mireya Perez-Bustillo
It’s the warmth
I remember.
The lacy net of the froth
emerging from the dark mounds.
Afros, espuma intricate foam forming
immortal skin woven across Uranus’
far-flung manhood cut by Cronos
to feed the mounting waves.
That is what I was told.
But for me it was burbujas
breathing, bubbling into skin
foam – oam – Aum forming me
froth alive from sea dark
bob bobbing life from wave to wave.
The stir of the froth
light afrós surfacing
Aphro Aphrodite, Me
Mother of Eros, Goddess of foam.
Foam . . . I remember.
Mireya Perez-Bustillo’s poetry searches for that “other voice” reaching through entrapment and oppression. Her work appears in Revista del Hada, Caribbean Review, Americas Review, The Poetry Table 2020-2024, among others. Her novel, Back to El Dorado was published in 2020 by Floricanto Press.