For Juvy... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Juvy is a thirsty woman
she is thirty, a widow for three years now
her husband died on a car accident
leaving her with
a daughter

tonight she cannot sleep
her breasts are making fire

she goes out of the house
and finds the brook nearby outside the fence
of her house

when she gets there
it is cold and dark but her breasts are glowing like cinders

she undresses herself
and goes into the water
her breasts are playful on the ripples of the water
she goes deeper
and dives
opens her eyes looking for happiness

she opens her mouth
drinks the fresh water of the brook

she is thirsty and wants to drink
everything

satisfied for now
she goes out of the water
dresses herself again
under the moon

she goes home
opens the door of her room
and with her hair still wait
she lays in bed and begins to sleep

the picture of her husband
is no longer
on top of the table