Hot sand blows inside her mind. Cougar eyes materialize, clink
against her skull like ice striking a glass

sky. At the empty schoolyard, she draws herself a challenge circle in
dirt. Aims. Shoots a bright jadeite. Knocks all her marbles outside


the bullfight. Leaves the beast stabbed with bright flags.


Clouds wave white hankies as she teases galaxy back into orbit.
Leaves her fallen other. Chiple monster, little mother, matadora.