August 3, 2016
Pulsamos
LGBTQ Poets Respond to the Pulse Nightclub Shooting
Guillermo Filice Castro
Can We Get Home in One Piece Please
— After Orlando
I want to scream in my sleep.
I latch every door
in the block as if each led
to my bedroom. All the ghosts
I've tongued tonight
on the dance floor
are here. If only they'd let me
speak without a
mouth. If only they could
speak. Once
rounds and shots
meant just drinks. Please
I want to scream,
cornered by skidding tires
and high beams
into a dark lot.
I wait. I pounce.
My knife goes into the killer's belly
repeatedly and bloodlessly,
metal goring grimy sand.
More than ever
I am not an animal of peace.
Not now.
The night under my hooves
cools and clinks,
empty of stars.
Guillermo Filice Castro is a poet and photographer. He's the author of a chapbook, Agua, Fuego (Finishing Line Press, 2015) and a recipient of a 2013 Emerge-Surface-Be fellowship from the Poetry Project. Most recently his work appears in The Brooklyn Rail, The Minetta Review, Hinchas de Poesia, among many others; as well as anthologies such as Rabbit Ears, Divining Divas, Flicker & Spark, and more. His translations of Olga Orozco, in collaboration with Ron Drummond, are featured in Guernica, Terra Incognita, U.S. Latino Review, and Visions. His photographs have been featured in Words We Live In Project, Hinchas de Poesia, Sunday Zine, and Canopic Jar. He lives in New York City.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published weekly by Glass Poetry Press.
All contents © the author.