J.C. Mari

his feet
are covered with flowers:

because he walked them
from their small victories 
and quiet resistance,
he 
 
shook the death 
in their hearts like a beehive. 

his feet are 
covered with flowers:

because he had left them
naked and sublime
where the sea kept calling

incessant
violent
shameless

like a lover’s parted legs.

then
someone laughed,

drums outraging the stupor of 3 a.m.

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J.C. Mari resides in Florida. He is the author of the collection “the sun sets like faces fade right before you pass out”