conversations with sadness

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1.

the first time i met with sadness
was when i saw my cousins pleading

with the cold love of death
beneath their father's heart

i wanted so much to cry then
but didn't yet know how

the second time was when my sister
confessed to me of being raped

that time anger gave me a kiss
on the forehead

the third time was after
my abuelita parted ways

with the sad ocean of ordinary life
i wanted to so much to cry then

but in my own silly ways
i ended up falling in love with death

2.

for a while you were my happiness
and for a while i did not let death enter me

because of you i gave up being earth
being a flower being a tree