Unfaithful Sonnet
Unfaithful Sonnet
Of love you beg my favors, on your knees.
You’d searched other woman to satisfy
Under my old nose you squeezed my own niece.
Play! Hit then hide, our bed’s to testify.
My heart, hurt, stabbed by two sinful braggers.
I needed not mask nor a friendly spy
Us! Unfaithful pair of skillful daggers.
But our faults can’t hide from the wary sky.
Of your brother’s perfume, I lots did smell.
We’ve broken our souls with cruel disdain.
Our nephew slash son won’t ever of this tell.
We who don’t repent comfort won’t obtain.
Out of many, this, our empty lament;
Heaven out of hell we’ll never invent.
-Gloria Magaña
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