Travel in Daydreams
I travel the world in daydreams. I become someone else sometimes. I live to a ripe old age and then I become myself completely satisfied. I follow no one. It is the only way to feel free. Traveling in daydreams…
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal, born in Mexico, lives in Southern California, and works in the mental health field in Los Angeles. His first book of poems, Raw Materials, was published by Pygmy Forest Press. His other poetry books, broadsides, and chapbooks, have been published by Alternating Current Press, Deadbeat Press, Kendra Steiner Editions, New American Imagist, New Polish Beat, Poet's Democracy, and Ten Pages Press (e-book)
Staring at the Sun
The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky will be white. The palm trees will disappear. My eyes will mirror the darkness. I won’t contemplate sunsets. I will look good…
The Largest Hands on Earth
If I possessed the largest hands on earth I would cup the sea in each hand and I would take a great gulp. All the fires in my heart would be extinguished. I would like to think the largest hands…