Where I recite the names
of the dead
in my family
before praying the rosary
in sotto voce.
The dead are thorns
stuck in my throat.
On the window
clouds roll by in the wide-blue infinity
moving like funerals
over the flooded city.
Just as the moon gleams
on the back of the piano,
the rat trap snaps.
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 24, Issue 1.
Simon Anton Niño Diego Baena spends most of his time on the road with his wife Xandy. He is the author of the chapbook, “The Magnum Opus Persists in the Evening” (Jacar Press). His poems have been published in Osiris, The Bitter Oleander, Catamaran Literary Reader, BlazeVOX, Rust+Moth, Indefinite Space, Into The Void, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, UCity Review, and many more.
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