“Lot’s Wife”: A Poem by Santi Tafarella

 

 

I am the salty sea

your once

 

amphibious

daughters

 

called home,

 

and all my vital organs

are here,

 

in Sodom.

 

Mother, memories, my heart.

 

They are packed

in this place,

 

like loaves

 

in a crowded cabinet

of bone.

 

And you, you say

you won’t

 

look back?

 

Are you stone,

something cold?

 

A pillar of salt?

About Santi Tafarella

I teach writing and literature at Antelope Valley College in California.
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