And after your tribe rations the last
of its fowls, and the dogs you voted
to kill are skewered, stuffed quietly

into everyone's mouth, you let delirium
reign, see shapes that resemble food
in every rock, slope, mountain range,

in the mirages that scuttle the desert floor,
in the shadows that pool into more shadows
when dusk prologues a fingernail moon.

Your stomach begins to eat itself,
and as families break apart, as elders –
ready to become powdered architecture

for the ground – urge their progeny on,
you too find a place to rest, and dream
of a dining hall, a feast, of a table filled

with guests, none of whom you know,
and none of whom you're meant to know
when you see God seated at the end,

dressed not in the suit you expect,
but a uniform adorned with ribbons,
epaulettes, and with medals for all

the earthly battles fought, for all the lives
he allowed himself to spare.  






No church. No priest. No father
to walk you down the aisle, no aisle

but the path you dream inside a cemetery,
worn with toppled gravestones,

ashen effigies. Barefoot, you walk
through it, avoid the shattered coffins

the way one avoids an ambush,
the way a body suspects gunfire,

bomb blasts, shrapnel. Beyond the hills,
firefights rage, and even as smoke

suffocates the sunset, and villagers
begin their exodus, you accept

you're wearing a wedding dress,
that your groom somewhere awaits,

and that once you reach him, trade vows
like secret documents, the soldiers

at the gate will neglect their duty,
and with the grace of rice throwers,

shower your exit with grenade pins
and shell casings. 





[Esteban Rodriguez is the author of Dusk & Dust (Hub City Press, 2019). His poetry has appeared in various publications, including The Gettysburg Review, New England Review, Hayden’s Ferry Review, Water~Stone Review, Washington Square Review, and Puerto del Sol. He lives with his family and teaches in Austin, Texas.]

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