Body of Render by Felicia Zamora

Author:Felicia Zamora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Hen Press
Published: 2019-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

& in the Andes Mountains, 4,000 meters above, a colony of flamingos; legs freeze into the lake each night; how what we endure becomes a landscape of us; in sun-stroked thaw, a parade of pink; beak after beak after beak held high.

∞

How in species, say oh our delicate humanity, the lovely of gather; how we better in other; say the we of we; & all jars stifle our breath, the voice of us in muffle across barriers of our own making; let us unmake in instinct, say parade parade.

The retreat

Inside the circle of seventy people; inside a cage

of ribs, your lungs tick in spasmodic rhythm; heave

your chest repeats over & over, a hymn of sorts

& you, atheist, in pretend that belief ever calmed

anything; outside the panes, snow pummels

the mountain range, sidewalks, the air so crisp

you choke on its necessity; & the room builds

a ladder of terms with no destination: privilege,

identity, socialization, liberation, biracial, horizontal

oppression, justice; you pluck them from each breath

to stow each away; how you fear your own

memory a sieve, separating the fine parts &

loose matter of you; how you always in assembly

& deconstruction; this cycle in force & you are?

How you came to facilitate, yet, yet, this discussion

tears away pieces of you; & someone says white-

passing; & how a familiar voice eludes, not brown

enough again, not white enough again, & your mind

dives back into his words, you dirty little spic; how

he, of all people, designed in blood to love you;

& the fear & the small hands in push of your

small body; how you always told other other; how

spit saved for you, how knuckles cut on your

cheekbones; how, yes, you Latina & . . . the word

white lingers in your temporal lobe in search of

meaning thrown toward you, again; how violence

so simply stated; & two words in weight, unravel

your identity, here, in space with strangers, your

mind chants I am enough, I am enough, enough; enough.

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