Elsa You Swore On Your Deathbed
by Angela Veronica Wong
Elsa you swore even on your deathbed—
other girls we might not believe but Elsa
you are extraordinary poems. Like a
series of bobby pins in an updo.
But even if you loved him. Even if
he loved you. Elsa, I had so much fun
dancing in Spain I might have never come
back. Their eyes on us made me a princess.
His chest and I wanted to love him. I
ate tortillas and olives. I tried on
three swimsuits in the airport. I drank two
glasses of water. I missed you and I
missed you. I love you and it is awful.
When I left they were dyeing eggs in the kitchen.