A boy I did not marry taught me to dance salsa on 2 placed
the fingers of his left hand on my untutored spine; you know what
it’s like to become someone’s clave
to love for the span of the trombone’s long breath he whispered
negra so I spun my heart landing on the rum-covered linoleum
of a nightclub
on what used to be New York Ave in what used to be Chocolate City
I let him turn & spin my name bella negra
his hands were less tender but still I let them roam
when I 1, 2, 3 5, 6, 7 in front of my mirror
I was always la negra defended in the lyric and you can forgive
searching hands when a mouth swells the biggest ache of your body
into song
2018
Regular
Contemporary
2023
Love & Relationships
Memory & The Past
Music & Sports
Pop Culture
Allusion
an expression designed to call something to mind without mentioning it explicitly; an indirect or passing reference
Caesura
a break between words within a metrical foot
Visual Poetry
Poetry written on the page with intentional form to add meaning to the poem.