Serpiente

Serpiente coils around my neck

settled down to keep in check

the things that hung

it speaks in tongue

liberates the things Ive wrecked

seizes the freeze that I feel overseas

while I appease all the pleas

of regretful un-ease

She slithers and snakes

this culebra can shake

all bad fruit from the tree of the three’s

 

Serpiente

Serpiente

Serpiente

 

© Dee kennedy
photos:
1-2 Maya Nadjeli
3-5 Lindsey Lutts