An Evening With Lorca

They knocked on the door
and told the person who opened it,
“We know Federico is here,

tell him to come out, or we will
drag him out!” Federico appeared.
“Come with us.” they ordered him.

Two miles away, behind a nondescript building,
they made him face an old brick wall.
In the darkness, Federico could see

the wall, the hands of the laborers
who piled the brick, the green moss
cool to the touch if he dared touch it.

Then, a pop mixed with silence
and an unknown feeling took hold of him.
He begin to think, “There’s nothing like dea…