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Art by Ann Marie Rhiel © 2018

TIME STOPS

 

by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal

 

 

Time sheds its skin

like a scar, like

an uprooted

tree, usually

at night so you

cannot see. Its

wings break away

like fallen leaves,

like severed hands,

like the fallen

angel, like dust.

In the abyss

lighting cannot

be seen. Time stops.

It is broken.

It is sinking.

Heaven falls here.

It is judgment

day. The slime of

time falls into

the waves. Down it

slides and howls

like beasts, like man.

 

 

 

 

Luis works in the mental health field in Los Angeles CA. His poems in English and Spanish have been published in online and print journals.  He was born in Mexico. His first poetry book, Raw Materials, was

published by Pygmy Forest Press. His others poetry books and chapbooks have been published by Dead Beat Press, Kendra Steiner  Editions, Alternating Current Press, Poet's Democracy, New Polish Beat, and Ten Pages Press (e-chapbook). He has recent poetry at Unlikely Stories, The Commonline Journal, and Ristau.







Ann Marie Rhiel is the Assistant Art Director for Yellow Mama Webzine. She was born and raised in Bronx, New York, presently living in New Jersey. She reconnected with her passion for art in 2016 and has had her work exhibited in art galleries around northern New Jersey ever since. She is a commissioned painting artist, who also enjoys photography. Her work has also appeared in Black Petals and Megazine Official.




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