A Poem For Today - Diamondbacks

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Diamondbacks

Like an organ coiled

             deep inside or a lasso

of lightning and high

                             noon, the rattlesnake

traveled the length

             of my spine, sunning itself

inside me. Then death—some

                          call it god—drew a diamond

on the snake’s back,

             and marked my chest

with feeling. How godly

                          the two of us were, shaking

what was hollow.

             Dirt stained

the front of my blouse.

                          I felt venom

rise in my ears. I heard

             the snake molting,

turning my skin bronze

                          and flawless. This is how

I became a woman,

             sun rattling

across my back,

                          dust glittering my tongue,

the snake’s tail whirring

Ama Codjoe

[Patricia Rios]

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