Hey there little chestnut
with your knit hat
woodsmoke in your hair
Barreling along and alone
your sister once said:
If I were a robber, I’d rob you first.
but you don’t care
Sometimes you cry so hard
that you plug up all the works
and then afterwards you sleep so well
Sometimes you run so scared
that your heart pumps to bursting
Sometimes you jump straight into the fire
and you sizzle & pop
good enough to gobble up in one gulp
Sarah Arantza Amador is a graduate of the Creative Writing BA program at UC Santa Cruz and is a former Ph.D. Candidate in Spanish and Latin American Literatures at NYU. She lives in the Santa Cruz Mountains with her dog Roscoe. She’s most recently had words published in Vending Machine Press, The Airgonaut, and Word Riot. She tweets @ArantzaSarah.