la petite mort
Helen Vitoria
(a poem in the form of an interview)
Do you remember what the man was wearing?
Yes, the hood of a falcon
Was there music playing?
Yes, the saddest bossa nova
Where were you?
Barcelona
What did he say?
He said Heather
He said Margherita
His name was Calisto, I think
Anything else?
Yes, there was a stutter in his throat. And the falcon had bled.
