for Demasduit


I miss you Mary March.

Arrested for the crime

of stealing iron hearts

and dying of assimilation.

Why were you left, buried

in the Arctic snow?


Two months later,

in Plaza 1 de Mayo,

home of lascivious virgins

and haunted old men,

my maté steams, a lonely knight

on the chessboard table.



- Chris Oke