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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 8, Number 2, June 2014

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Sergio Ortiz
San Juan, Puerto Rico


A Murdered Woman

She prepared for the Via Crucis by putting the white silk mantilla on top of the peineta buried in her azabache hair. La primera estaciĆ³n, hands clapped in dissonance, torches set on fire. Brunilda emerged from the shadows chained to the wall, un alma en pena. She dragged the long, heavy fetters a few steps before she tore off the bolero jacket and exposed her small white breast. Then she darted into the crowd, her little feet hammering the wooden floor with a flamenco, arms outstretched until the chains gave out and her body threw itself to the ground. Her sisters grabbed the chains around Brunilda's wrist, wrapped them around their own arms. The guitarist's widow grabbed the fetters too. All the women danced and flung themselves at the crowd. They pulled on the chains to haul their bodies up against the wall. With arms still wrapped in shackles, they ran into the crowd repeatedly until they were drenched in blood. No man saw fit to help.

a shot in the dark
flamingos scamper
on the white sands

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