Lila Marquez Poems

walking down
the aisle
i whimper
condolences to kins
...

I will sprout a vegan today,
tomorrow, and days ahead;
I will sprout a vegan again
while I, only yesterday
...

Underneath her pillow is eternal dark,
the waking hours marking hours pass for rest.
None granted; her body, a shield, a routine -
whimper, work, whip,
...

Half-empty words wash away
the narratives, spilt favours,
modern fatigue—
we owe the landowners—
...