Smithereens Press Chapbooks Atoll by Dylan Brennan | Page 15

Plastic Virgins of Xochimilco Living eyes and a soft belly – my first doll was warm and fleshy. She was taken by the water. Oh Blessed Virgin of the Wetlands! Oh Lord Acocil! Too long with things that squirm in water. Blue-eyed porcelain saints, madonnas and infants, they watch me while I sleep, plastic virgins their playmates. My plastic virgins protect me from harm. My plastic virgins will bring her