"Somebody
threw a dead dog after him down the MALCOLM LOWRY, UNDER THE VOLCANO MY WOMAN, MY MEZCAL (dedicated to Guadalajara and all Blue Agavas) (jann c castor, december 10, 1998) Worshipping
the worm inside your soul Looking
at you Drinking
from your lips But
your smell is sweet and poisonous like cabezas The
golden brown colors you shimmer As
cempasuchil flower for the day of the dead So
I lift you again All
of you Yvonnes copyright Jann C. Castor © 1998,WGA |