Concealing with beauty the brazen nude—
cloth for the wind, cloth for the mind.
Varying second by second—
errant fragment upon which to grieve form.

No nursling. Rather tailor and garment,
for wind and mind are an excuse
to lay bare the subsisting.

Death hangs near the consummate touch
and misses the roving hand.

…

Israel A. Bonilla lives in Guadalajara, Jalisco. He is author of the micro-chapbook Landscapes (Ghost City Press, 2021) and the short story collection Sleep Decades (Malarkey Books, 2024). His work has appeared in Your Impossible Voice, Firmament, Able Muse, Minor Literature[s], new_ sinews, Berfrois, and elsewhere.