Poetry from Diosa Xochiquetzalcoatl

Café de la olla


Sweet aroma screams of México.

Bubbling brew boils over and over again.

Hints of canela to cure la diabetes

caused by the overdose of piloncillo,

unrefined brown sugar.

Unrefined indeed.

Your cure, the poison. 

The poison, your cure.

But you love to dance with the devil.

You love to swim in muddy, brown waters.

Piel canela.

Panocha candente.

¡Uy!

First published in my second poetry collection, Hechizera: Sus Sultry Spells (2022).


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