The Idiot

Myshkin, what is in a name, or a diamond?
I talked to a poor man, he saw the puddles
of my thirst and offered an orange.
I turned to look at a mango tree
cooling a wave in the middle of the ocean,
its roots were knotted.
The snow, dear Myshkin, the snow
at my nape, on my shoulders,
behind every part of the back of my body,
is melting, but  I don't feel warmth any closer.
What is in a snow flake?
I want you to drown my name in a river,
Myshkin.  Drown the sound
of each letter until they are
River Blue.

Sergio Ortiz grew up in
Chicago, studied English literature at Inter-American University in San German, Puerto Rico, and philosophy at World University. He was an ESL teacher most of his life but also worked with the elderly blind population as a Daily Living Skills Instructor for the El Paso Lighthouse for the Blind, and the Texas Lions Camp. He studied culinary art at The Restaurant School in Philadelphia and became a chef.

His work has been published in Origami Condom, Poets Ink Review, POUI The Cave, Flutter, Silenced Press, Cause & Effect, The Cherry Blossom Review, Kritya, Ink Sweat & Tears, Ascent Aspirations, Cause & Effect, and The Battered Suitcase.

He is pending publication in Children, Churches and Daddies, Cause & Effect, Calliope Nerve, Burst, The Houston Literary Review, Deep South, New Zealand,  Ranfurly, UK, LUNAROSITY, shaking like a mountain, Iddie, The Linnet's Wings, Coming Together: At Last Anthology, Quill & Parchment, and Neon.

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