the letter e
adorned English words
like Mima’s dangly earrings
la letra e
abrazaba las palabras
de mis abuelos y tíos
it was the appetizer of a sentence,
solo para picar,
there was doubt in “umm”
but smiles con “e–”
smiles like a wedge of lime,
fresh and bursting wide—
there was fuerza in fuck,
like fear,
like a fall,
like a bad grade,
but a curse was subdued to a tease
when bookended with e’s
“fuck” sandwiched between two Fibonacci spirals,
the letter e like
the turns of a wooden spoon,
a swirl of dulce de leche,
o merenguitos con café—
y entre e, me quedaré