~ Ruth Irupé Sanabria
I am the daughter of doves
That disappeared into dust
Hear my pulse whisper:
I have many friends and thirty thousand
Warrior angels to watch
Over my exiled skin.
Look what occupies the four chambers of my heart:
You will know me by this.
I am the daughter that never forgets.
From “The Strange House Testifies” (Bilingual Review Press, 2013).