Category: Poetry
Not For Your Comfort & The Girl Who Speaks In Color
i speak in color / because color is how i was made: /
primera generación & The Creation of Arepas
brown skin blended into soil /
hair strands into grass blades /
arms molded into anthills /
Inventory & Slam Dancing at the University of Chicago, 1992
Conocí a tu madre, she says /
but I don’t ask her to say more /
how to sleep through a storm
it’s not a soothing storm; not the rain channel you put on when you can’t sleep /
(or attempt to heal yourself of trauma with) at times the storm is louder
Little Green & My Father Cultivated the Rose of José Martí
“Esto,” she said, “es el rosa /
that never limits boundaries, /
If This Poem & hay viejos que caen
if this poem weren’t in English /
it wouldn’t have been published in the US //
a celebration of masa
we ain’t making tamales now /
estamos celebrando esa masa /
that wiggles & giggles //
