the
garden mashed with
crystal
beads my sister
shed
when she wanted to
cry I sip my coffee slow
as
a lake of ink where words
dive
and dilute in silence
my
skin -these cracked eggshell-
voices
the morning we turned into
the
thirst of all we
never
became together
truth
is pain that amuses
the
gentleness of this kind-of lonely
Elidio La Torre Lagares
Elidio
La Torre Lagares earned his MFA in Creative Writing from the University of
Texas-El Paso. His work has appeared in Revista Centro Journal (City University
of New York), Azahares (University of Arkansas-Fort Smith), Sargasso
(University of Puerto Rico), The Acentos Review, Nagari, Malpaís Review, Ariel
Chart and The American Poetry Journal. Nominated for a Pushcart Prize, he currently
teaches literature and creative writing in the Department of Comparative
Literature at the University of Puerto Rico. In 2018, he was selected
University Press of Kentucky New Voices in Poetry award winner for his book
«Wonderful Wasteland
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