Aurora Magazine 2018

On the Day after Mexican Independence Day in Cambodia

B . C . F A R B O

For: da Riva I am a Damn Fool... Leaps and jumps attempted, from

motorized, platforms... (Remember Icarus?

I am the luckier of the two.) A Hand that won’t open… Raw, sore, a gentle (or not) reminder of the tuck, and roll behind the Royal Palace. Leaving the Latin Quarter. No hat, or stomach can contain, The stale Tequila (s) of last night… Please remember me kissing the pavement, and not the tile. Motivated first by lonesome, then a lost phone. Regrets (or not) from, The Foolish Gringa Who Thought She Could Fly

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