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Alicia Montero, translated by Leonora Simonovis

Change of Season

Dressed like autumn
she began to embody the season


changing her attire
strolling through hues
of complacency, submission, indulgence


after successive metamorphosis
she couldn’t recognize herself in the mirror
while finding comfort
in someone else’s smile


she transformed into a sepia-
colored chameleon


rediscovered herself anew
her trunk curved with time
no leaves or fruit blossomed
she was reborn


warm sap dripping
through her veins
she hopes


she waits for another
like the weeping willow of her childhood
unmoving, unerring, camouflaged.

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