la llorona

revisiting poems that lie in my drafts

she is in my veins
la llorona 
wails with phleghmy groans
through the night
feels like all my blood 
cries all the tears in the world
she is in my throat
la llorona
she is in my toenails
la llorona
she is in my belly
la llorona

4 february 2020

..and still she sings and weeps in my veins