drifts around
your tongue

littered with
souks, alleys

& nights

in silhouettes

expanding in
overlapping thumbprints


As always, thirst

through a garden
of hair

beyond navels
& beards

into an architecture
of curves

built for ablutions
& absolute surrender

Michael Caylo-Baradi lives where freeways drive over faultlines. His work has discoed or is about to cha-cha and tango in these venues: Blue Fifth Review, Blue Print Review, The Common, Eclectica, elimae, Eunoia Review, FORTH, Galatea Resurrects, Ink Sweat & Tears, Local Nomad, MiPOesias, Otoliths, Our Own Voice, poeticdiversity, and elsewhere. He has penned and penciled reviews and essays for New Pages, PopMatters, and The Latin American Review of Books. He is also an alumnus of The Writers’ Institute at The Graduate Center (CUNY).

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