Chicano Poet

Monday, July 15, 2013

Cilantro Saddlebags

The horses
having run off with his tacos

were marked for death
sea foam

blackened and burning
a bikini-clad girl

rose into the sky like a beach towel
owl and crab

and starfish told
a Mexican

can always be recognized
by his exterior

which grates and leaves rust behind
expels a lone river

and unwanted children
like a wasted breath in a corral.


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