She said to them, “Do not call me Naomi (pleasant); call me Mara (bitter), for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me.” Ruth 1:20
You were born
because they put nothing on
when they tried to force their dolor into each other.
You grew up
because what else to do
when receiving just enough aceite to keep the cogs turning.
You laid down
because he made it happen
for himself even though it split you open like a coco.
You made eyes
because what else to offer
when that is all they’ve ever wanted and tienes hambre.
Amarga, bitter at the world, bitter at me,
bitter at the men, bitter at your mom.
Dulce, could you ever change your name?
Will my good Lord ever sweeten up your taste?
She’ll be born
because your flesh was naked
though you yourself were covered inches-thick by muros.
She’ll grow up
because what else to do
when you brought her into this relajo and can’t blame her for it.
She’ll lay down
because you will lay her down
so she sleeps in peace and bathes in prayers and knows amor.
She’ll make eyes
because she is a playful child
and knows nothing else but hugs and games and confianza.
Amarga, bitter at the world, bitter at me,
bitter at the men, bitter at your mom.
Dulce, could you try to change her name?
Will my good Lord sweeten you up, just for her sake?
And I will give to each one a white stone, and on the stone will be engraved a new name… Revelation 2:17