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| ***BIO*** Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal was born in Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico. He works in Los Angeles, CA in the mental health field. His new chapbook "Garden of Rock" is available from Kendra Steiner Editions . His work has appeared in The American Dissident, Blue Collar Review, and Remark Poetry Journal. Upcoming work will appear in Main Street Rag, Pemmican, and Colitas Press. His first book
of poetry, Raw Materials, can be ordered through his E-mail: Cuatemochi@aol.com |
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| THE PLANET OF SAND |
| by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal |
| I found a planet in the sand.
All the bars and taverns were made of sand. The beer and whiskey tasted of sand. But it still got you drunk. I didn’t mind being in the planet of sand. The bar band played some cool jazz. The band was also made of sand. I danced with a sand woman. Her hands were rough to the touch. Her kiss was sandy. When we made love I was in pain and ecstasy. I just was not ready to commit. |
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