Chicano Poet

Friday, January 30, 2009

Mi Hermano Esteban


Mommi, you are choking me,
I told her as I emerged from the sea.

The fishes schooled me
with wooden clubs of air.

A sea turtle exited its shell
to prove God knows not what.

A whale will only spout
the party line.

I don’t know if it was
the Panama Canal.

In fact, it was me choking her
not the other way around.


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