I.
Brown eyes / sketched in dreams
that feed upon the bluest sky
hair / unruly in its stretch
to reach the greenest valleys
there is so much time / when you’re girl
and the stars are under your care
when you know yourself in terms
of what clouds you will touch
the future / moves / like a summer
cloud and the slow / motion puzzles
tomorrow is everything that anyone
who will ever be needs to know.
II.
I want you forever
in the school hallway
singing Just prayed to a God
that I don’t believe in
I want the radio always
on in the art studio at 6pm
because the ocean
in your painting isn’t done
because you’re still girl
III.
And do you want to know about
the coming of fall and how it will dry
the yellow out of summer?
The breathing is easier
when there is so much time, when
the world is yours, when you can
run towards the endless blue,
so little one, open your arms
to the slow passing of time
/ the clouds want / to know
tomorrow / take this moment’s
hands / as they show you
Tomorrow.
Claudia Rojas
Claudia Rojas was born in El Salvador and raised in the Northern Virginia area. Claudia has been a TPS (Temporary Protected Status) immigrant since 2001. She holds a BA in English from George Mason University. Find her poetry in The Acentos Review, Poetry is Dead, and forthcoming in other venues. Find her on Instagram as @Claudiapoet.
