Christina Aguilera Boob

poem Enrique Rodríguez Pérez

LIVING OUT OF TOUCH

The river gives away shadows in yards of paper

to stretch cold

memory.
House
sea behind

lengths perpendicular to
of being away from the room
plums. Mountain

in erasing, heat
hurried
bones. Remote
muted. *************************

always punctuated by the brilliant writing professor of literary theory, thank you, Henry.