Chicano Poet

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Earth Bound

              (yeah, baby,  I'm grabbing my crotch
              like a rap guy.)

Mother died giving birth
father drank water

rattled in the car
the steering wheel

was a cloud in his dark hands
far away

the wind tousled my hair
my heart was a pale blinding white

the beast of it all stumbled
across the country road

its head so flat
I cried against it

its paws so sharp
I lay against them

its eyes so bloody
I opened my mouth

mother died giving birth
and to this day

I swallow
everything she left behind

the earth
stuck in my throat like dirt

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Eve Of Destruction

Try as I might
I can not stop the destruction

I pull her panties off
she tastes like bread

my brain sits on the table
the sun is stuck in the kitchen window

the coin of her eyes so wide
I think I've swallowed her whole

she's frightened
and round as a ball

the hair on my head
cold against her belly

I hear her gasp like Christ
when the first nail is driven

Thursday, April 26, 2018

The Jungle

Gazelle crossing
a river

spits in its palm
much like I am

mad about you
water swirling

in a tree
to get away

and the closet
full of clothes

which belonged
to a young girl

whose footprints
stretch across

my heart
and scar the wings

that rise
like jungle sun

startling the herds
of men

who are
so unlike me

Friday, March 23, 2018

Green Wheelbarrow

Pinche vieja
broke my heart

said a fat man
leaning against
a grocery cart

as the wind
blew across
the parking lot

tossing a gray
plastic grocery bag

up into the sky
with no effort at all

and the fat man's
broken heart

pumped blood
through a narrow opening
in one of his arteries

such is life
glazed with rain

Saturday, February 10, 2018

American Elegy

dark ships being loaded
to come to America
those were barbaric days
much like today

Monday, January 01, 2018

Coming Home

The junked cars and other metals
they melted at the steel mill

whatever byproducts
they dumped into the Guadalupe River

like a tree
I grew ring by ring by ring

you can't carbon date
the future

my words thicker than water

my hometown falling apart
faster than my past

rusting and dripping
metal becoming dirt

if I put it in my mouth
it is me tasting the whole of it

reduced to the single thing
we all become

Thursday, December 14, 2017

La Virgen De La Chingada

La Virgen de Guadalupe
pulls out her dick
to bless La Raza.

She calls los niños
ill-gotten.

“Putas!” she shouts
at the abuelas.

“Culeros!” she yells
at the machos.

She jerks off
on Juan Diego.

Sometimes even La Virgen
can have a bad day.