Iquitos must have sucked

Hahaha! apparently, one day
The smoke broke open upon the old stove
And the other
Family de mi Abuelito came into day
And Rosa, she shrieked and threatened
To go out the window, "Who will come with me?"

but in Spanish of course

And the children all hid behind Miguel, ha!

And what is a woman but a lost paper for burning? I can say
Nothing in Spanish correctly.

There's a spark when I walk, and the streets
Spark a green shock when I walk
And I am without a love, just the emphatic
Rememberance of ladies in Peru
With lovely hair and nail, breaking
A chicken's neck, with a chicken cry that breaks
Before a certain heaven, I toss my hair and feed
A husband and many children. It's ridiculous--
That they would ever think themselves the caretaker.

In the evening Rosita shrieks with the poverty
of twenty-five children who will not give account to a white Jesus.
This is a place only reached by plane or boat.