Mark Garcia Quintero Poems

are you awake?
beneath the cotton blankets,
coconut coffee, hungup winter jackets,
smooth skin, soft lips,
...

tick tock.....tick tock,
chathedrel bells sway up above,
down below, the young ladies know,
that copulation is a marshall law
...

the mud was wet,
seeping down the blades of grass,
Lilly pads gliding,
spiders spun webs,
...

sun beams in my face,
warmth from God's grace,
a memory of my ex,
smiling with toothpaste,
...