April 1, 2021

Ayahuasca by Rose Mary Boehm

To the left of the old Inca temple
you find the hotel
where oxygen is piped
into every room.
One callecita
further up that breathless hill
boasts a hostal
where even the cockroaches
drop dead on windowsills.

Tomorrow you forget
what your ego whispers
when you meet each other
in that sweaty hut,
vomiting your old perceptions
during many hours
following the spoors
of your own ghosts
given presence
by the magic ayahuasca.





A German-born UK national, Rose Mary Boehm lives and works in Lima, Peru. Author of two novels and three poetry collections, her work has been widely published in US poetry journals. Her latest full-length poetry MS, ‘The Rain Girl’, has been published by Chaffinch Press in August of 2020.

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