In most of the world, dogs
don't have names. Some have a few. Here,
in Guanajuato, the dogs come in
every shade of peach.

If the sea wants you, it takes you.
But the sea doesn't want, desire
is a human trait.

*

I nearly drowned on Christmas Eve
in the Pacific. It was my fault. I swam
into the tide. I drank
up the brine. I lost the seabed
and turned our sunset swim
into something vulgar. This life
is enchanted.

*

We took an empty highway through
the Sierra Madre Occidental.
The road was unfinished,
blocked off, but
we did it anyway. We shared
the highway with iguanas,
cattle, no humans,
and birds. I wondered
how far we'd push it
I didn't say, turn back, turn back.
I wanted to see it to its end,
but a tunnel stopped us,
one we couldn't hold our breaths
long enough to travel through.

*

On Christmas Eve, I heard
the voice of God. It was clear
and loud and sounded like
my own voice when it ventures
into the outside world
and croaks a good morning, sunshine.
But I don't worship anyone
or anything except the sea
and the mountains and they will
kill me eventually, and I will die willingly.
That is my only prayer.
In my notebook from that day
is written this: not every experience
is worth recording; I am
more cage than bird; reverence,
I am writing with reverence.
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