Chicano Poet

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Familia Juarez

The birds were singing
on half a bicycle.

Two men dead in the barrio
of inchworms chanted the dirty children.

Lola had gone to the grocery store
without her real name which was Dolores.

A pvc pipe bounced
on the nearby freeway each bounce a joke.

A punk smelled of onions
while father beat him mother fried more onions.

The hot sun
is really a sweet hole

whose guilty sunbeams
are lapped up by stray dogs.

The teenage girl with no chin
laughs swiftly

before a family member
shuts her up.

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