“MAMãO” by David Morgan O’Connor

“MAMãO” by David Morgan O’Connor

MAMãO

open fruit in midday sun,
papaya, for example,

virtue
ripe to give.

Fruit peddler, all smog covered,
car horns blazing Villas-Lobos

Axe from sweatshop windows
air conditioners weep puddles

onto cobblestoned memory.

The bus will never come.
There is no shade.

Yet that orange meat splayed
green skinned, black seeded,

flash of flesh, authentic, faithful

promise of juicy kiss
seducing some

lucky passerby.

 

 

 


David Morgan O’Connor is from a small village on Lake Huron. After many nomadic years, he is based in Albuquerque, where a short story collection progresses. He contributes monthly to: The Review Review and New Pages. His writing has appeared in: Barcelona Metropolitan, Collective Exiles, Across the Margin, Headland, Cecile’s Writers, The Great American Lit Mag, Bohemia, Beechwood, Fiction Magazine, After the Pause, The Great American Lit Mag (Pushcart nomination) , The New Quarterly and The Guardian. Tweeting @dmoconnorwrites davidmorganoconnor.com

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