Because this humble and homespun love
— just as you see it, simple, unadorned —
is what keeps our feet on the ground,
is what engenders the fruit of our nonconformity,
and throws us a lifeboard amidst the shipwreck.
Every so often our love blazes like thousands
gets dressed up to go out and uncorks
bottles of effervescence, cases of laughter.
You see, every so often, when the moment
our love recalls that it is, like we are, a survivor.
(Copyright 1992 by Alicia Partnoy. Reprinted from “Revenge of the Apple – Venganza de la manzana,” published by Cleis Press, with permission from Alicia Partnoy. Translated by Richard Schaaf, Regina Kreger and Alicia Partnoy.)