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First Stage in Lost Relationship, oil on canvas, Darwin Leon

Not wanting to disturb the marriage,

my parents, or you: I enter backwards,

door through. The hallway strains

with my struggles: thick blooded pores enclose

my shoulders. If I can make it into the safety

of our bed without the angry walls screaming:

"Guilty, Jezebel, guilty,"

then I will be able to breathe.

The Disintegration of Adam, oil oncanvas, Darwin Leon.

The old childhood fears come
Back to you before sleep, a nothingness

The Arrival of the Goddess of Consciousness by Darwin Leon.

I wasn’t drawn

to trombone,

sax or drum.

Lean on Me, oil on canvas, Darwin Leon.

It was dark, a hand

over her mouth, nose.

Thump of feet kicking,

writhing in ribs,

cool cloud of it’s over

and dogs barking across

the bare roads of her arms.