In the anthropology museum
in Mexico City
wears a skirt of woven snakes
a necklace of human hearts and hands
her breasts heavy from gravidanza
the clasp of her belt a skull.
And where she was decapitated
her spurting blood is two facing serpents.
Voracious monster mother
loving Earth mother
She rises at dawn to sweep away the bones
make space for the new
fathered by a feather
We, his snake sisters
Juana Adcock reads Skirt of Snakes