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sensación de fin de semana / end of the week feeling
(disclaimer: i am not a fluent or native Spanish speaker, obviously. i just enjoy it and am learning it in school so i thought i'd share a short poem i wrote in class.)
jueves
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camouflage slip-ons
whatever shoes i was given back then i could not possibly let go of.
it was unfathomable. it was an outrage
that the light-up ones, the purple sandals,
even the astronaut rainboots had to go. i wanted them,
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favorite food (s)
Since I could eat, I have loved eating. Since I could open
my mouth and shriek for sustenance I have been in love with food.
And it has always loved me back -
tacos, grilled cheese, steak, sushi, matzo ball soup,
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Loves
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why i petted the dog on the side of the road on a particularly humid texas afternoon
because i was exhausted and cranky
and it was too late in the week to be walking home
and because texas was threatening to rain all over us, especially me. -
Buttons
I remember you. We remember you.
You used to come in every weekend with your mother and brother when you were younger. They made you seem like you were made for softer things. They used to pretend like they were made for softer things too. -
where it doesn't wait.
I keep checking
the places happiness once sat,like a pocket
I’ve already turned inside out. -
Improbability
Oh, no, I’m not here
For a reason.
It’s an almost comforting thingThe fleck of light of a chance
The infinite things
That had to go right.
If I were a different person -
What You Didn’t Know
You see a mother and her daughter —
Both smiling, both beautiful, both whole.
What you don’t see is the message sitting in her pocket,
Telling her that her husband isn’t coming home from war.
