Two divas onscreen sing
quimbara quimbara cumba quimbamba
in neither Spanish nor English,
cadence of congas,
swirl of white pearls
& emerald sequins. Whole solar systems
dawn as they dance
breast to breast: a black
beginning.
A su cara, achoo
carve, azúcar, azure scar—
alike Atlantic cicatrice
within both skins.
In the stage lights, borders fold
like collapsible props.
The belles spell the same words
with the wands
of their hips.
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