Sandra Cisneros

Sandra Cisneros

I found this book, ‘Loose Woman‘, by Sandra Cisneros when I was searching for something good to read in the Strand the other night and I think she is way fresh! I read, ‘Woman Hollering Creek: And Other Stories‘ by her, but that was like 1000 years ago and didn’t realize it till I wrote this entry. Life…

Love Poem For The Non-Believer

Because I miss

you   I run my hand

along the flat of my thigh

curve of the hip

mango of the ass   Imagine

it your hand across

the thrum of ribs

arpeggio of the breasts

collarbones you adore

that I don’t


My neck is thin

You could cup

it with one hand

Yank the life from me

if you wanted


I’ve cut my hair

You can’t tug

my hair anymore

A jet of black

through the fingers now


Your hands cool

along the jaw

skin of the eyelids

nape of the neck

soft as a mouth


And when we open like apple

split each other in half and

have seen the heart

of the heart

of the heart   that part

you don’t   I don’t

show anyone   the part

we want to reel


back as soon as it

is suddenly unreeled like silk

flag or the prayer call

of a Mohammed   we won’t

have a word for this except

perhaps   religion


– Sandra Cisneros