Tag: cristina_henriquez

It’s easy to let that happen.
Everything dissolves like sugar in water.
Where has she gone and what has she become?
She closes her eyes.
From inside the box, she screams.
I thought maybe it was him.
Was that too much?
I might know something.
Everything is far from here.
What if memory fails?
Flyers taped to the painted cinder-block walls.
She begins to laugh.
She wants to believe that’s true.
She has arrived, at least.