Prologue: 7 red, 9 white, and 7 black, wax, candles in hand, a funeral chants enlightenment.
Poor, but content, in May, Monica, Luisa, Joni, and Patricia, in Washington D.C., take a late
train, at 1:00am.
Rosa, Arlene, and Emmanuel sit at a small table in LA
with beautiful red flowers on it
for Peruvian food, like Arlene’s ceviche.
If there was ever a magnificent red bird.
It was some sort of coming together, Claire wrote.
Who goes there
If not (think of: noir alley) blends in
As if music.
for a home …
It’s 6, then 4, then 1.
As if 6 was ever
just 6 (Erzulie asks for gifts)
just from instrument
A bar. is
It was all in a small room, with a saxophone, next to air drumming
: as a flanerie, for room and board.