The Iowa Review

Excerpts from “D’ua”

- Lava

Stones show their love to me Stone rain All I see is stone Enough to build a citadel

I have never seen such a crowd My dad, the first love of my life My brother, the uncle who used to pass by The grandfathe­r who never said good-bye

There is anger in their eyes If they could only see my love

Love is what made them merciless, Became the black burdened curtain that fell over their pupils

My mom stands on the street corner Still, pretending to watch Next to her, Sisters, friends stand with cloud eyes

I loved you then I love you now

Stone, stone, I loved a boy from the other zone Oh, and he loved me back Stone, It was love that made them lose control

The first stone came from my dad Stone after stone Made me numb Stone after stone I felt how much I was loved

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