Chicano Poet

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Red Wheelbarrow

So much depends

the Mexican

a red wheelbarrow
at the construction site

where the new
strip mall will go up

for white folks
to gorge

on Starbucks
and authentic

Mexican food

Friday, February 03, 2017

I Know A Cabron

As I said to my
amigo, because I am
always hablando---Cabron, I

sd, which was not his
nombre, racism sur
rounds us, what

can we do about
it, or should we
buy a big goddamn gun

and shoot, he sd, for
christ’s sake, pendejo, look
out where you’re shooting

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

I am starting a new business in the coming months. If you are looking for a job---Contact me here on Facebook. My new business is called The Trump Wall Tunnel Company. I want to assure my fellow Americans that we will not be denied our drugs and our cheap labor. I shall  excavate a tunnel every few miles under the Trump Wall so that we can maintain the lifestyle we are accustomed to. Long live the Trump Wall Tunnel Company. Que Viva!  Cash me ouside howbow dah.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

The New President

The new President had no asshole
so shit built up inside of him
it came out of his mouth when he spoke
the lowly citizens called him
the Man of Manure
and all sorts of nasty names
which he himself seemed to be proud of

his grown children had no assholes either
so shit built up inside of them
and when they spoke
it was like a dynasty of diarrhea

and when the new President 
led his country into war
the enemy surrendered pronto
afraid the President would open his mouth
and cover their country with shit

the new President had no asshole
shit came out of his mouth when he spoke

Friday, December 30, 2016

Aztec Priest

Andres Sobaco fat ass that he was
had heart problems of course
he didn't have insurance
which is the American way
so he crossed Trump's fence into Mexico
found an Aztec priest in Tepito
the priest cut out Sobaco's heart
tinkered with it
like only an Aztec priest knows how
and Sobaco's heart was as good as new
our fat ass Sobaco alias el Numbnuts
came back to the States running
though he'd never been able the run before
his woman-like breasts bouncing up and down---
that goddamn Mexican making America great again!

Sunday, December 25, 2016

To Walt Whitman 

hey man, my brother
prophet democratic
here's a guitar
for you
-a chicana guitar-
so you can spill out a song
for the open road
big enough for my people
-my Native American race
that I cant seem to find
in your poems

by Angela de Hoyos

Thursday, December 08, 2016


El Numbnuts had once loved a girl so much
that he wore her out literally wore her out
rubbed the flesh right off his own flecha
wore down all her beautiful lips
wore down her heart
until it was only a few hollow veins
wore down her buttocks
until only her tailbone was left
wore out her arms
until the bones became windchimes
even the wind exclaimed
what up here
el Numbnuts had once loved a girl so much
that he wore her completely out
nothing left of her nada nothing at all capiche
now that's what I call love