Oda a la losa de Carlos

Carlos fixed on the features of his floor,

marvels at the Miami marble –

so unreal, yet so luxurious, yet so cold.

Recently returned from digging toes

into dirt that was Conchita’s floors…

…it was simply that…

so close to Earth thru her earth, and yet

disconnected from where they desired,

the Earthen all ways ready for roots,

earth where Rosita had played and placed hers,

each step of bared feet returned Carlitos to his.

So, this slow fixation would find

even in the falseness of terrazzo

a simple blessing of steps away

from dirt floors and cloth doors.