Dear Monochrome Heart
Each night the palo verde glitter bombs
the windshield in technicolor yellow
what more can I argue against despair?
I’ve written for months
with no reply.
is louder than a Foley artist’s coconut halves
standing in for horse hooves.
It’s beautiful in this desert
when it thunders. I miss your voice
but it’s recherché to answer the rotary
wearing a pink maribou robe.
I’ve brushed these petals
into one cupped palm
thinking of bees
collapsing in their cells.
We’re turning into elegies.
Dear monochrome heart, tell me
not to love anything harder than feldspar.
When the magician’s Zig-Zag girl steps
out from her cabinet in time
I can’t quit believing you’ll revive.
These dying blossoms
constellate miracles for you.
Born in the Republic of Panama, Karen Rigby is the author of Chinoiserie (Ahsahta Press, 2012) and Fabulosa (JackLeg Press, forthcoming 2024.) A National Endowment for the Arts literature fellow, she lives in Arizona. www.karenrigby.com
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