BAILE INoLVIDABLE
Loquita, I take my phone into the shower
to watch Bad Bunny’s Super Bowl teaser
while I bathe, swing a hip under the water,
let it mingle with the tears on my cheeks, happy
for how happy they all look to be matching
each other’s moves in the mirrored recognition
of being. We are each at least
50% water, together a stream, and church
is understanding that the flood is what’s holy.
And baptism is Bunny’s hand
on the cowboy’s back in tender backwards dip.
I’m not religious, but I believe that those who weep
are blessed. I believe it’s through the mist
that I’ve seen the world most clearly. Clean
and barefoot from the tub, my footsteps fall
in 4/4 time, in other words, in love.
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Talia Pinzari is a poet and public relations director from New England living in Austin, Texas. Her work appears in Poetry Ireland Review, Salamander Magazine, EVENT Magazine, ROOM Magazine, West Trade Review, The Shore Poetry, SWWIM, Berkeley Poetry Review, The Indianapolis Review, and elsewhere.
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