"The Weight" by Juanita Rey
The Weight
a drumstick
is a whale,
flagging like
a drunkard
in an American port city —
who are you, girl,
what have you done to yourself —
it’s the body,
experiences put weight on it,
and the face . . .
an accordion in a previous life —
at least I’m getting smarter,
sez I,
as I reexamine
the bulky dumb things
that rule like fat
my memory’s waist —
mujer gorda!
that’s who you are —
mujer gorda
from the island of whales
not drumsticks —
then he has to say
he likes me the way I am —
cool waves may lap at stones
but they do not brighten them
Photo Credit: Staff