Come to You by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozabal

I come to you
headless
heartless
without expectations.

I come to you
breathless
clueless
without assuredness.

Do you want me
to turn around 
to crawl back
under the stone I came from?

Do you want me
to keep coming
with blinders on?
Why do I shiver in this heat?
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About the Poet:

Born in Mexico, Luis lives in California and works in Los Angeles. His poetry has appeared in Blue Collar Review, Kendra Steiner Editions, Mad Swirl, Unlikely Stories, and Yellow Mama. His latest poetry book, Make the Water Laugh, was published by Rogue Wolf Press.

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