Going Gone

Originally published in New Mexico Mercury
July 16, 2013

Going Gone
By Shebana Coelho

Yesterday I up and went to Chimayo and Truchas
met an Uruguayan in Chimayo with a
honey voice
all rasp and rough
music a love song
gone to seed from
feeling too much and
living too hard and
painting all the same

In Truchas, a Basco raised in Cuba
with red ringed eyes
knew me for an Indian right away
Any Veda he could
lay his hands on, he said,
he had read.

Within minutes these men
and I knew each other
for wanderers
within seconds we knew
the journey ends here.

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