Our Daughters in the Backyard Swing

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I love the way the title is so important to the poem. I prefer to think the girls didn't exist, or were two peas or one and a thought, at the time of the purchase. Some notes below.

Below volcano San Pedro
a Mayan master weaver hustled you
 While I like the meaning of hustled I'd prefer a one syllable word here, lured or something better with more of the same meaning.

into her dusty blanket shelter on the street For me, street is not the strongest break of your choices here, maybe a rearrangement.
to woven Quetzal suns, embroideries of moon and flower. You might think about plurals here.
 
In Tz’utujil, Spanish, English her finger crooked Love this line, the list of languages while the crooked finger speaks them all.
toward a blanket swing, hung from nearby trees.
 
“It fits two.”
“Si ella sea pequeñita.”
 
You punched my arm
and slapped my laughing chin. I'm on the fence with this line, a novel way to say grin but sort of awkward. While I don't find the punch too strong the slap seems off, maybe covered.

Thanks for the read.