simmering

i just think that anywhere i am,

i should be at the park instead,

watching the children of sunlight

slipping down the slides of

green leaves.

what a playground life is.

your memories seesaw,

and you don’t remember

which ones are up

and which ones are down.

there is one i recognize

in full upswing:

a red notebook sitting

on my legs, dawn peeking

through its pages. i was

on this bench, and i was

loving you.


Eugenia Pozas is a young bilingual writer based in Monterrey, Mexico. Her first poetry collection in Spanish, Náufragos (Castaways), was published in 2022. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in SIEVA Magazine, Augurios y Pesares, and Kaleidotrope. Her poetry has also been recited in local feminist protests and slam poetry events. She can be found on @eugepozas both on X and Instagram.

Eugenia Pozas

Eugenia Pozas is a young bilingual writer based in Monterrey, Mexico. Her first poetry collection in Spanish, Náufragos (Castaways), was published in 2022. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in SIEVA Magazine, Augurios y Pesares, and Kaleidotrope. Her poetry has also been recited in local feminist protests and slam poetry events. She can be found on @eugepozas both on X and Instagram.

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