Some Intervention

Sara Lupita Olivares

Like a broken language the tongue wouldn’t
roll through, there was worry
that made us more polite than usual.

The weather offered to carry
what wasn’t meant
to be carried away and into
the town like a mother scolding her child
in a public bathroom.

Grateful today
for the wind
that helps to move it all along
when we couldn’t.
It doesn’t seem cordial though—almost bitter

how it breathes the prairie into blisters.

By afternoon cotton is a trance between
barbed wire. It’s difficult when you say
it has been like that since morning.


Sara Lupita Olivares is an MFA candidate at Texas State University.