Mujer Sin Vergüenza
Just devoured Sandra Cisneros’ recent beautiful book of poems ‘Woman Without Shame / Mujer Sin Vergüenza’.
Not a shameless woman,
una sinvergüenza, but
una sin vergüenza [woman without shame]
glorious in her skin.
Flesh akin to pride.
I shed that summer
not only bikini top but
guilt-driven Eve and
self-immolating Fatima
They find her body.
The deaf-mute girl who
Walked her dog in Parque Juárez.
No one tried, blamed, named.
The town knows:
It’s her father’s debts.
This is how they pay
Un hombre who can’t pay.
