Snakes
10/27/09
obverse to breeze,
the curtains wince.
fine-nerved
linen, and in
the scoop-motion
of a stitch
a constellation
of tense pattern passes
into a single
hole.
outside a boy lights carbon snakes
which evolve together as one tear
catches another on a face
(a snake is anything that curls
up inside
its own recoil
and folds
like the feet of a wicked witch
under any house that falls on it.
Michelle Gil-Montero is a graduate of Brown University and, in 2007, the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. Her poems have appeared recently in Colorado Review, Third Coast, and Cincinnati Review. She also translates contemporary Latin American poetry, and her translations have appeared in Conjunctions, Circumference, Cipher, Jacket, and other journals.