La Movida Quotes

“How do I clean your grave if I can't find it, if you
yourself don't even know where you are? Is the cycle
even complete? I subsist only on marigolds as
I make my way through the ash and lye, under velvet ab
sence of the moon. How do I want to remember you, my friend
of dancing hair and obsidian tongue, left-handed in fighting?
By your name that adorns the walls, simultaneous
ly a blessing and an indictment? By your gestures
of violent beauty, by the throbbing lunar glow
of your knuckles? Or by your words to caress and be caressed
by? No. I want to remember you by your laugh.

Your laugh that is the flaming rag in the glass bottle.
Your laugh that is the window yelling in high bell chime.
Your laugh that is the explosion taking a deep breath.”
― Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta, La Movida