Devaluation, by Cyn Los
Posted on November 26, 2019
Everything changed the day
her dog ate the tortilla
exhibiting what, she thought,
was the face of jesus
The egg placed under the be
no longer emerged hard boiled
but instead as fresh as the hen had laid it
to the consternation of her curanderas
Her daughter would
never again float unsupported
as if lifted by invisible angels
above her blood soaked bed.
Looking back at these winds of misfortune
her life in mexico, turned south
she surmised, the very day that
global warming (as it was called then)
started.
*Miletus*
International Literature Magazine
Summer 2019