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After “El Suicidio De Dorothy Hale” (“The Suicide Of Dorothy Hale”) 1938, by Frida Kahlo

She could have lived so many lives.
She could have married a man who grew eggplants. She could have sparkled
like a diamond.

She did emit some sort of magical waves, a gentle electricity on a hidden frequency that put people at ease.

When she spoke with you, it was as if a sparrow had become your friend. A small beautiful creature whose soft eyes and earnest voice lulled you into a pleasant trance, made you feel special, necessary in this often rough world.

She is probably sparkling now,
in some other dimension, turning
and sparkling, round and round, her tiny points of light falling on all who need them.

—Denise Parsons

Denise Parsons is author of the novel After the Sour Lemon Moon. She lives and works in San Francisco, California. Learn more about Denise at www.deniseparsons.com.