What are we now but voices
who promise each other a life
neither one can deliver
not for lack of wanting
but wanting won’t make it so.
We cling to a vine
at the cliff’s edge.
There are tigers above
and below. Let us love
one another and let go.

Eliza Griswold | from Wideawake Field, 2007

Juana Olga Barrios | Maura, 2018