Ixchel, I feel you crossing. Night womb. Tell me where the seeds go. One seedless keeper to seed-full keeper. A lunar field of sunflowers sprouts from my chest. Both of us caught, in cycles not our own.
Image taken from the Codex Yoalli Ehēcatl (Codex Borgia), Loubat 1898, Plate 71. (Courtesy of Ancient Americas at LACMA.)
Felicia Zamora’s books include Murmuration Archives (Noemi, 2026), Interstitial Archaeology (Wisconsin UP, 2025), and I Always Carry My Bones (Iowa UP, 2021), winner of the Iowa Poetry Prize and the Ohioana Book Award in Poetry. Her poems have appeared in The Best American Poetry, the Boston Review, Orion...