la hija de la llorona

Petra Salazar

 

a pack of coyotes

dragged   a drowned

child   from the river

 

yelping

yapping

yips

 

they licked   the salt

from her    eyes   shocked

open    drank from the dark

well    of her mouth

 

scattered

 

with the rattles

  wrapping her

in undulating

  scales  water

hissing  from

 her lungs

 

uncoiled

breathing

sleeping

child

 

warmed by sand

& sunset blood

on red cliffs

 

awaken by the wailing

of her mother up river

 

she stood

& ran far

 

in

the

other

direction

 

 

 

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Petra Salazar, raised in Española, New Mexico, is the Poetry Editor for Snapdragon Journal and an MFA Candidate in Poetry at UNC-G. They are the founder of TMI Open Mic Incubator and Others Ink, and have been published in The Southampton Review, The Acentos Review, Open Minds Quarterly, The Grief Diaries, Sonora Review, The Journal of Latina Critical Feminism, and Latin American Literature Today.