"Small World" and "Sin Soñar / Without Dreaming"
Small World
In my hand
a fistful of dirt,
a small world
with tiny people,
I spotted
my minuscule twin,
and I blew
the dirt off, my twin
included,
the small world gone,
the people,
too, and I washed
my hands clean.
World destroyer
is the phrase
I heard the most.
Without DreamingI slept without dreaming. |
Sin SoñarDormía sin soñar. |

Born in Mexico, Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal resides in California and works in the mental health field in Los Angeles. His poems have appeared in Blue Collar Review, Kendra Steiner Editions, Nerve Cowboy, and Yellow Mama Webzine. Luis recommends St. Jude Children's Research Hospital.