In Memoriam
Eloísa, you are lying in the right place.
Your skin was lost between the sheets and they were your veins:
Clusters of foam that the light caressed.
Your silence looked paler as the hours passed and no one in the house wanted to notice.
Your eyes said many things, Eloisa
And you were still talking.
Your face
It was not the one your children kissed
If not your husband's the day before he leaves.
You are already by her side Eloisa
And you sing
And you can stand up
From the transparency that tied you to that bed.
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Mario Alberto Santoyo
León, Guanajuato, Mexico 2002.
He has been published in the magazines Punto de partida of the UNAM, Ágora of the Colegio de México and in Círculo de poesía, First place in the poetry contest of the Universidad Iberoamericana - Instituto Cultural de León. She has done cultural volunteering in the Netherlands and France. He is working on the writing of “Carbono 14”, a long poem of 100 pages.