Sol Camarena Medina: Lightning in a Fist
Photo: Joanna C. Valente
Where did they go
I want to watch the way little girls kiss
poppies. Baptizing, dressed in white and yellow, black cloud
fountains and translucent
rain. I want to watch the way little girls
make up songs on foxes
draw outlines for hopscotch games over poodles
tell stories
with bellies filled with laughter and
food.
However I
lean out at my window to realize
birds speak more
than they do. Their mouths went quiet
out of mending smaller wounds
at an age when I’d want for their tongues
to grow wings. I’d want for them to forever carry
sea conches pending from their chests
but pity is a waterlogged dam
and not even toads breed
along there. Death – just like an equilibrist ballerina’s
hair bun pin
they’ve got it attached to their thighs
adjusting
the measuring tape.
Where did Moon-is-shining bread and chocolate
sandwiches end up
where did brushing stars
at a happiness-motley sky.
Who took the moss
away from my girls – fern, lightning in a fist
and magic umbrella.
Sol Camarena Medina is a mad, feminist lesbian from Valencia, Spain who's also a loud laugher and lover. she was born in 1997 and she’s self-published two poetry books in Spanish + her poems are part of an anthology of Valencian women poets self-published by FEA Feminista. she’s also written on mental health & feminism for Spanish magazines + she runs a blog, Pensando en Lila, an online platform for contemporary women artists, @artebruja and she’s co-editor for Spanish online feminist magazine La Gorgona.
