Astrology

once, in the morning
I woke up next to the
green
                       nautical

                star
on your left shoulder
I thought about the constellations
what brought us                    here
you, to me

the Lion and the Fish
I am your prey, content
you
                        snatched me
with your paw
out of the rushed river bend
and swallowed me
whole

inside your insides
it is purple
and swollen
                             air
doesn’t seep in
because you hold your breath
because you
    drown

I thought about what happens
when the Lion falls into water
              sinking
                 to
                the
              bottom
or floating, flailing its monstrous paws
crying for help
just for a full stomach
a full heart 

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Enemies

your past and your future seduce each other
they dance in circles and
laugh at your spinning head
that seems  to 
        turn
                and
                       turn
                          and 
                       turn
               and
       turn
until you throw up last night’s dinner

spaghetti and meatballs
because somewhere down the line
we came from Italy
and your grandmother and great aunt
grew their own tomatoes and did things
the way a real Italian woman would
or should

and then you thought about the cackles
that howl somewhere down deep
somewhere in a hole that you
dug a long time ago
you thought you swept the sound
underneath the cracks of concrete
but you were wrong

because now they were one
and the individual laughs
became just laughing
and when they squished together
they looked just like your mother’s face
the one you both share