El Camino Real by Daniel Dias Callahan

older

I return

in hopes of one

more night where

I can see the outlines

of your golden hills

illuminated by

the nightstand

light

so that I can

trace your spine

like driving down

the one oh one

each turn banking

a new memory into

forever siguiendo

el camino real

sur hasta tu corazón

pero

older

I have returned

a la tierra covered in smoke

y las fantasmas of tractors

farming the soot

to the nodding of

pumpjacks

y tus besos

de tu cuerpo

muriendo

Daniel Dias Callahan is a writer from Sacramento, California, currently studying poetry in the Master of Fine Arts program at the University of San Francisco. He received a Bachelor of Arts in Sociology from the University of San Diego. He is currently the Poetry Editor for the online journal, Invisible City, and a data analyst for a consulting firm. He has work forthcoming in the San Joaquin Review and the Bookends Review. In his free time, he enjoys surfing, reading, and taking photographs of San Francisco.