Sandra Ramirez What Happened to Stargirl?

Twinkle-eyed Jesus’ girl

gathering your seaweed skirts

under the tarp of America


I last saw you feeding a seagull

by the deserted basketball courts

your dew-soaked ribbon hair half mast


Your eyes two pale dots

Scotch-taped slapped shut


You blew me glitter kisses

as bodies hovered

nearly out of air


and those birds frowned

Scolded me and my playthings


Come then, show me your face

near the water’s edge

so I may wash your feet.


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