Poetry by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal
THE BLANK SHEET
Let’s sing on the blank sheet
for an hour, half an hour, or
for a few chaotic minutes.
Let’s sing of days and nights,
of good and bad times with
words, with a sentence or two.
Let’s bring dancers around
who can dance as we sing.
Let’s sing of happiness and
misfortune. Let’s sing for the
birth of water and fire. Who
wants to join me in song?
Let’s sing of all things real
and surreal. Let’s sing about
you and me if there is any
space left on the blank sheet.
WHEN I SAY NOTHING
When I say nothing
that says plenty.
I pay attention.
I listen.
I let you talk
till the fly on the wall
cannot live another day,
till the cricket is the next
to talk from a crack
in the door. I keep my lips
rested for your kiss.
I am not going to stay
silent for much longer.
As sure as my breath can
no longer keep its secret,
my heart, my mouth, is yours.
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal lives in California, works in Los Angeles, and was born in Mexico. His poetry and illustrations have appeared in Black Petals, Borderless Journal, Blue Collar Review, Kendra Steiner Editions, and Unlikely Stores. His latest poetry book, Make the Water Laugh, was published by Rogue Wolf Press.
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