They’ve separated 2,000 children.
No, they’ve discarded them
Like cans of Coca-Cola,
2,000 children who reached our shore
Like sea foam, salty, crying salt,
No Comment
Ode to the Attorney General
May 24, 2018
The squirrels were dancing in the trees
On a cataract of leaves
Occluding the moon,
And fields of tobacco slept
Like unlit dreams.
An Ode to Immigrants Braving ICE
May 19, 2018
A cold river divides us:
Cold currents, cold fish, cold limbs,
A carnival of shattered ice
They traverse, barefoot,
With bleeding feet, frostbitten blood,
To risk a safari of lethal ice.
The Diagnosis
May 9, 2018
If I baptized ghosts
And knew that they were ghosts;
If I consorted with hallucinations
And accepted the pain of false association;
If I planted a Willow
Granada (A Poem in English & Spanish)
April 29, 2018
I have dreamed of Granada
And her Roman streets of mucus and neglected stones,
The high fever of her summer,
And the inedible olives of her femininity.
The Face
April 17, 2018
I awoke in darkness beneath the moon
Where the light was dim, but for a slender ray
That fell upon my face, and none other.
Orchards of dreams were disguised
As beggars crooning a song of desolation,
And the profligate morning birds
Were still asleep, resting their dainty warbles.
El Beso Absurdo, The Preposterous Kiss
April 9, 2018
Te he escrito un poema.
No es gran cosa.
Me salió como una premonición,
Entre lágrimas y sonrisas.
Te lo escribí porque
Por el momento me quieres,
Porque eres brillante, y bella,
E indescriptible.
The Sunlit Wound
April 1, 2018
I will with equanimity my life
Face, or so says the morning me that sill
Perfection dreams, still sequesters the knife
The serrated sun wields. O, how night stills
The Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program
March 24, 2018
SNAP
Goes the can of beans,
The soda-can-dreams
That fizz and hiss
On their way to oblivion.
America After One Year & 51 Days
March 13, 2018
America is the land
That without irony
Sells both the cigarette
And the nicotine patch.