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Maya Poems From Isla Mujeres

May 27, 2024

SPIKE if you look closely enough you can see the black spiny-tailed iguana she can see you, too calling herself “espiga” she minds her own business unless you bother her or her baby then she bites you can’t see the little one, though calling herself “pica,” something that bites, she’s more daring than her mother […]

Maya Poems From Isla Mujeres

May 26, 2024

MOONBEAMS lost and gone forever, tourists say moon goddess Ixchel listens to their harsh lies see her so tiny in this photo sitting on a sliver of moon reflecting on these Maya ruins collapsed in decay gray stone temple above the sea where female spirits rise first each morning with orange sunshine slumber late at […]

Maya Poems From Isla Mujeres

May 25, 2024

CONK you can’t see us sitting on the red plastic chairs at Picus Cockteleria because we left the empty table with no evidence of our presence gone was her grilled conch pounded flat and tender conk conk who’s there conk conk who? conk anybody over the head who tries to steal a bite of her […]

Feeding the Biden Beast

May 24, 2024

While starving youngsters in Gaza eat leaves President Joe Biden and VIP guests gobbled the best haute cuisine at Thursday night’s official state dinner to honor Kenya’s president. Set up in a pavilion on the South Lawn of the White House, the meal’s first course included Chilled Heirloom Tomato Soup, Sourdough Crisps and Arbequina Olive […]

Maya Poems of Isla Mujeres

May 24, 2024

BEWARE a feared woman with good reason Ixtabay sits by the sea awaiting tanned fishermen, spanish sailors or bearded pirates men always men enter her web and disappear into their own excesses don’t blame Ixtabay blame yourself

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