from "the woman in love with maps"

[_allergic]

She wants
the light to be what
photographers long
for, the magic hour
flecked with the color
of violet dusk, the
names of cities
exotic as spices or
words in another
language: Empanadas,
Estrellita, la trisleza
or the words left on
a Persian jar of lilies,
Dear Heart and then.
the way there
-lyn lifshin