“ Met with Laughter “ ...

“ Met with Laughter “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Met with laughter
comfortable
with the vernacular

from pious to pushy
named publically
fitting perfectly

speaking forcefully
falling short
performing domestic chores

skin art informally
airport info for short
famous for “silly walks”

making the self “small”
swirling exploring
longing success and loss

skylight softening
glazed ceilings
experimental periods

resurfacing stand ins
rethinking worshipping
audiences roaring

feeling like an anointing
while denying everything
post alarming treatments

pinning down the memory and the meaning
not minding lying with elaborate lighting
while arching like a bullfighter for the 10,000th time...

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