Story of An Object

Inspired by Eavan Boland's Lava Cameo (A brooch carved on volcanic rock)
definitely look it up, you'll get your own experience out of it.

anyway, still in the toy stages, but I'm living it now.

Abuelita's Pearls

They were yours, connected
around your neck you
wore them to match
your 1950's length dress it was
beautiful and you
were a size
three
then, before a sepia
church in Tijuana. The curly haired girls
held roses. He looked at you and not
the camera.

They were yours
in Yureccuaro Sundays
after mass the town square
cracking eggshells on the neat parts of mischief
boys bright confetti spilling
onto their shoulders, rainbow trails left
behind squealing pastel blurs all around
town.

They were yours the first time you
saw me a silent
creature yellow-red wires
safety box and special
precautions.


They were mine
draped inside a velvet blue
box pure, fragile, cautious to
touch
fifteen years to that day after
you
decided you
loved me.