Chicano Poet

Monday, August 15, 2011


As we trudged along on the hard quicksand
our eyes bulged out as we came upon

a 1960 Cadillac…what was this relic
doing on the other side of the solar system

we boys stood there in awe until abuela said
see if it starts…we looked at her

as if she was suffering from Alzheimer’s
but I climbed in anyway

and to my amazement the keys was in the ignition
my hand crawled towards them

like a Mexican centipede
I said a padre nuestro

and turned the key
vroom vroom went the

the powerful V8
the motor not the tomato juice


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