Xibalbá :: Shape

By Felicia Zamora

Starlings know to veer. Anatomically attuned to each premonition of each starling. Sacred space. 

Medical x-ray showing bone with two linked black gaps.

 

 

 

 

Shared prayer. Air: collective 
figuration. Wormholes
folding. The unimaginable. 
Ever so brief. I, too,

 

 

 

 

 

an undulation. I see the shape before the shape. Feel the constellation forming in my spine.  

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Issue: Fall 2025 / Volume 101/3
Published: February 12, 2026
Felicia Zamora

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...

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