Mariela Griffor Poems

Wept on the head, the teeth, the silent blind eyes,
but given the situation the country finds itself, it is
convenient to follow this procedure and instruct all
lower courts to follow suit. Meanwhile the prisoners
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In this house,
covered to the ceiling with my insomnia,
spilling the evil
of a complex journey,
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When I drive down from
Grosse Pointe on Warren
a sudden knot in my heart
is born.
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People say that children see and hear things
they themselves cannot see or hear,
and this child breaking into
the room to hug and kiss
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The Friends I Loved and Left Behind

After Elizabeth Bishop
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If I remember correctly, I could not cry
until the baby was born. They wanted to shoot him.
I understood why Manuel Fernandez wanted
me to stay at the hospital after the birth.
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