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Poetry by Christine Fojas

Twilight Child

Doorways open

in the gradient hour

when light’s long fingers bend

and the encantos slip

from one realm to another

dancing in the shadows

and steal the young ones

the bright ones

with glittering laughter.

A mother weeps

calling out her son’s name

come back, hijo. come back to me.

But he has gone to colder arms in the dark.

She rolls her beads and prays at the child-king’s shrine.

She calls on the town witch to beg for a charm.

She pleads her case to the hill and those that dwells there—

and he comes back to her 

arms wet with mud

mouth full of thorns.

And she holds him close

fingers pressing into his flesh

until blue flowers bloom

not noticing his eyes are light

and his laughter cuts 

like glass.

Christine Fojas (she/her) is a Filipino-Canadian hailing from Las Piñas City and currently living in Metro Vancouver. She has a BA in Comparative Literature from University of the Philippines and works as a library technician at Douglas College. A list of her publications can be found at her website. She is also on Twitter as @chrisfojas. Fojas is a regular contributor for Marías at Sampaguitas.

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