inherited trauma
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These are the Rules of the House
We don’t say sorry.May I go outside to play hideand seek?The stars are dark outside.No puedes. No aguantes.You are not allowed to ask.Once my mother said:you don’t know how to live alone.She may as well havetold me I cannot survivewithout a man.And is it so bad?May I come with you,dear brother, please.I want to learn…
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en el cafetín with my ghost body
Themes: Love // Silence // Desire // Ghosts // Queerness // Bilingual en el cafetín with my ghost bodyi ran into the graying mother by chance,sixty and unafraid on her birthday.she remembered me from work. i didn’t—already a ghost in my own body.her daughter passed drinks of the hourlike blessings.she recalled surviving men who loved…
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i am ruin // mi mansión
Themes: labor, inherited trauma, survival, desire, intimacy, bilingual i am ruini wake in a king-sized bed, four pillows deep enough to sink under cold to the touch i like it that waylike evening rum slow and burning left alone long enough,this is a bed where i could be wrecked by past present future lovers i…
Luis E. Santos 