I hung up on you the day I dyed my hair,
an undiscovered land a new hand could run
its fingers through: black ink smudging
my neck, a love bruise. I lie so much,
my bed head makes you think
I’m getting laid. I’m such a lucky girl.
when I cry in the shower, my hair
falls out faster. I make murals
in the tub with the fallen strands. I have
trouble, you told me, holding on
to a moment. each time I pet a dog,
I see that mangy bitch smiling
under you. how unlucky she must be.
in a past life I was a hairless dog,
sacrificed after guarding my home
from intruders like you.
*A Xoloitzcuintli (or Xolo) is a hairless dog, also known as the Mexican Hairless Dog in English-speaking countries. Evidence has been found in the tombs of the Colima, Mayan, Toltec, Zapotec, and Aztec indigenous people that they would bury their Xolos with the owners to protect them into the underworld from intruders or evil spirits, as they did in living. Xolos were typically sacrificed for this burial.
Catalina Adragna is twenty-three years old and pursuing an MFA in poetry at Rutgers University, with an undergrad at Bennington College where she studied Poetry and Drama. She has previous publications in Silo Magazine. She is a Gemini and a pocha. Her Twitter: @catadragna.