The Word Venezuela
Should stop meaning Little Venice and start
meaning my neighbor, Alejandra. Getting drunk
at her New Year's Eve party is just a synonym.
She says running around the dormant tree in the
front yard with a suitcase brings a year of good travel.
As the lemon and salt start to burn, I believe.
Blood takes a minute to surface after rum-scented
teeth bite the bark on the way down, my body strewn
below where there once might have been peaches.
Then, and only then, does the definition of Venezuela
become calling the first phone number I think of, talking
about the love I feel and how maybe I want to stay home.
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