for young women to play romance
as snap-shot experience
when lovers of difference
Catalonian, Peruvian, Cypriot
look up, speaking the language
of zeal, desire leaping like a panther
to circle all hesitation. for little boys from great heights
to gain the power of gods
blowing their might with water
balloons becoming the bullion
they reserve for the meekest heads
mother’s hand the lightening flash
striking flat all laughter. for older aunts and uncles
to drop keys, shout market lists
tell the story the neighbourhood
should know
the nephew like a son, waiting
revving bike louder, wishing
the day wasn’t so certain.