by R.R. Tavárez | Nov 29, 2022 | Poetry
We come to dance In six-inch stiletto heels Hips in motion Spinning as we ride the swell of a bass drum Quaking the foundation of a culture Built on the bones of children they call “those people” We come for the disco balls Glitter makeup and butterfly lashes Cheeks...
by R.R. Tavárez | Jul 14, 2022 | Poetry
There is a time to mourn a time to dance and we dance naked The ballad of dead things has played it’s final notes we leave it buried somewhere between the street and the door the same with our clothes somewhere Here, in this sanctuary, we sway our chests meet to...
by R.R. Tavárez | Jun 22, 2022 | Poetry
[For a dear friend.] i thought of you while driving south on the expressway when i turned on my high beams cause it was raining and it was dark and, well… i have astigmatism sorry. what i’m trying to say is. i was thinking of you sitting. across from me. when we...
