Author: Phillip Watts Brown

Día de Los Muertos

Issue 6 | Summer 2021 |

    Memory: the place we lay our loves to rest. Today the grave is lined with marigolds, each remembered kiss a fistful of fire. My first true boyfriend appears in photos of a parade through Torreón. It’s night where he lives. He glows under festival lights, more handsome, somehow, than before. I trace the …