Part two: The Ending
Swimming pools, thousands of them.
Rosa is the center, her chlorine cleaning all the bugs to death
The loud house is ringing so slow,
her quiet mouth dries
Years ago, she looked up how to float.
Turn your back to the water, lie down on your back, relax. Spread your arms and legs
straight and look at the sky. Take a deep breath, this will allow you to float more easily.
Your stomach touching slightly above the water, breath in and out slowly.
This is how she sleeps
a star in the water with her eyes open,
hearing a buzz, then silence, then buzzing, then silence.
On the lawn, he lies in the grass and calls, “No honey and lots of flies. Oh Rosa,
if I didn’t love you, I’d wish you were dead.”
She says, “Thank you,” and swims to the bottom, gliding her fingers over the concrete,
brushing away the tiny bodies.