to heal
I stick myself
with thin silver
needles threading
into the deep
meridians that travel
long roads of my body
I drink
the bitter teas
of deep roots cottonwood bark
desert brush Ming flowers
dark in my white china cup
I float freely
the ancient locust husk
red scorpions to sting loose
my frozen tight tongue
I stick myself
with thin silver
needles threading
into the deep
meridians that travel
long roads of my body
I drink
the bitter teas
of deep roots cottonwood bark
desert brush Ming flowers
dark in my white china cup
I float freely
the ancient locust husk
red scorpions to sting loose
my frozen tight tongue
Copyright © Odilia Galván Rodríguez from
Migratory Birds: New and Noted Poems, 2002
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