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They Haven't Loved
I can’t stand when People say Mature love Is beyond jealousy And full of trust-- They haven’t loved. I want you To yearn for my Every thought And howl at My silent poems.
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Nopales for Breakfast
My grandmother is Preparing the Nopales In the kitchen-- It is dawn. As she cuts Away at the Flesh of The ancient Plant, Stripping it Of its thorns, I see Our future, Raza:
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I Thought of Jack Kerouac
I thought of Jack Kerouac Today as I entered The public library Eyes down Rolling Rolling Along the tiled floors Pen warm Tucked between My ear and skull
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The True Poet
My grandfather was The true poet The way he Tilled the land With his hands Beneath the sun He seemed to Touch the sky With his thoughts
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Sun Soaked Eyes
Along the brazen border That separates Tijuana and San Diego, Indigenous children Sell packets of gum On the side Of the freeway For nickels and dimes;
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