Anne-Marie Oomen

Among the Maya, four gods of the winds and of the directions who hold up the four corners of the world.   1. Little Estefania wiggles her butt into place on a bench in the open-air cafeteria, empty of children for this hour, wiggles into place in this wide room where the wind rushes through carrying the dust-laden

In the country of age, I toss slippers, shove side my mother’s recliner, and ransack her tiny room, searching for her afghan, the blanket of my betrayal. 

Culebra is an American Virgin island with a fierce sound for a past, a sound that still hollows it out and leaves it damaged…