Ramona
She looks at me like this…
as if her pupils could pierce flesh
as if I were a little transparent
through her eyes, her tin gaze is laid bare,
and the rust on her hands
dissolves in pure surrender
She looks at me like this…
as if to touch my heart she didn’t ask permission
She looks at me like this…
from the depths, with her sweet gaze
as if her composure were made of air
and at each point of the weld
among sparks, one had set fire
to her scrap metal life.
She looks at me like this…
Bending her tired back
Drawing her smile between teeth like screws
Searching among the cold figure of her body
for the wandering lines of her bones
She doesn’t need flesh to live
nor blood nor organs
she has a feverish soul of sheet metal and silence
A loneliness of hugs and kisses
She looks at me like this…
Exhausted from so much falling and getting up
leaving between her twisted bends
a heart shining in her wire-like figure.
María Cecilia Mazza Born in San Salvador de Jujuy, Argentina, on October 16, 1979, she resides in the town of Pampa Blanca. She has published two books of her own poems, narratives, and drawings: 2017: Corazón de Escarcha (Heart of Frost) 2018: ISAURA She participates in meetings and congresses in different parts of the country and was invited by Norma Domancich to the Juan Botana Poetry Festival. Anthology “International Free Writer I” (International Free Writer Association I) Board of Directors of Esteban Echeverría.