Yellow Mama E zine

In a Lightless House

 

by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal

 

Bathing in a lightless house

where silence is deafening 

except for the sound of rain

late at night. I submerge my

body underwater. Crumbs of 

a cookie fall from my beard.

 

Night surrounds the lightless 

house. Stars nap above as I

nap underwater. My cheeks 

and face turn a pale blue.

 

Night rain falls like tears 

between the hours of nine 

and ten. Drowned, it is

pointless to go on. Crumbs 

of a cookie float to the top.

 

Night rain falls between nine 

and ten in the lightless house.

 

      Luis lives in California and works in Los Angeles. His poetry, art, and photography have appeared in Black Petals, Blue Collar Review, Kendra Steiner Editions, Medusa's Kitchen, Rogue Wolf Press, Venus in Scorpio Poetry Journal, and Yellow Mama Webzine.