MILF

She’s the mother I’d like to forget
the mother I’d like to forgive
the mother I’d like to find.

As I have become
the mother others want to bed
and forget they found
trying to forgive herself.

Yemaya’s Pantoum

When I visited the ocean
she told me
I was strong as her currents,
unpredictable like the tides.

She told me
brujas on blood moon nights
unpredictable like the tides
gather by her recursive feet

with a hand full of silvers coins because brujas
know how to worship her coastline like an altar
and stand by her recursive feet
as the perigean tide allows a kiss.

To worship her coastline like an altar
full of intention while gray waves move
like a plena as the tide allows a kiss
entropically move from me to you.

With full intention, waves glide
across our feet as her answers
whisper from me to you
strong as her currents.