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


At 10:34 AM, Anonymous said...

A new literary magazine awaits you!

The Poesis Literary Magazine seeks poetry for the 2018 first issue.
Poesis - - is an independent, international, free-access literary journal. We are an online journal, exclusively. It’s like a desert where you can build your literary home. Because the acceptance rate for almost all literary journals is about 5%, we decide to open our house for quality work but without quantitative limitations. We are not interested in porn, racial slurs, excessive gore, or obscenity. We are dedicated to discovering and publishing the finest original poetry. We prefer expressive poems that give us a feeling and affect our soul. We accept texts that have already been published, but please specify where they were first published. We publish quarterly, and we accept submissions year-round. We attempt to respond to submissions within twelve weeks. Make sure to send us your work as soon as possible so that we have the chance to consider it for our first issue.
Good luck!


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