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Arroz Poetica

I got news yesterday
from a friend of mine
that all people against the war should
send a bag of rice to George Bush,
& on the bag we should write,
“If your enemies are hungry, feed them.”
But to be perfectly clear,
my enemies are not hungry.
They are not standing in lines
for food, or stretching rations,
or waiting at the airports
to claim [...]

Dead Ass

In the bodega, a young girl wearing
jeans so tight she has to use turpentine
to get them off, says to her friends,
Damn, it’s dead ass raining out!
I was enamored.  Instead of cats and dogs,
I pictured donkey corpses falling from
the sky, clogging the gutters.
That’s some “serious” rain.
The song on the radio said that the po-po was:
“tryna to [...]

Ree Ree Ree

For Gia Shakur,
who once told me,
“One day you will shine nine shades brighter than the sun”
she told me
her grandmother
let her
cook crack
on the kitchen stove
as she squeezed the blunt between midnight lips
exhaling a cloud of hoola-hoops twirling in
the air.
the space between us captured our longing
to understand eachother
it’s amazing how all of our worlds co-exist
with one another
how [...]

To Be

He speaks saxophone
And I want to be his favorite Nina Simone song.
Maybe “Feeling Good” or “Wild is the Wind”,
Want him to breathe me.
Let me be a memory,
He will tell grandchildren about,
As he becomes the wrinkles at the corners of my eyes,
Proof of smiles and sunlight
I want to be his un-chartered, un-finished city
But only if he’ll [...]

What The Water Gave Me (After Frida Kahlo)

The water gave me madness
incessant humming blood
the water remembers the torn torso
melting through a seashell’s portholes
the quadrangular tight-rope of death
disease    slaughtered women the trade
in gold and spirit of five hundred nations drifting
the water remembers   the water is clarity
the water remembers   offers back hurricane
the water remembers   hides [...]

I’m Gay And

I thought maybe I should tell my parents.
then recalled all the pain my once stable,
now outed friends carry (with their crutches);
ruined by homophobic parenthood.
youth who face adults with hellfire speech
and condemnations that turn air to glass,
who tumble apart like a fist full of
confetti, a freshly shattered mirror,
a breeze full of sand, a cough full of [...]

3 A.M on a Sunday

Memorized every phone number
you have had
since you were
seventeen
and at this point
There is no other girl
who can brag about how
tranquil you sleep
how you are a mountain
mistaken
for a fat baby full on warm milk
bottle fed
before bed
I have watched you
melt into stacked pillows
seen your bed
grow a queen size space
big enough for me
and my mid-night uproar
our bed is a [...]

Instructions For A Body

praise the miracle body: the odd
and undeniable mechanics of hand,
hundred-boned foot, perfect stretch
of tendon
praise the veins that river these wrists
praise the prolapsed valve in a heart
praise the scars marking a gall bladder absent
praise the rasp and rattle of functioning lungs
praise the pre-arthritic ache of elbows
and ankles
praise the lifeline sectioning a palm
praise the photographic pads of [...]

Poor Fellows

What it takes on this planet,
to make love to each other in peace.
Everyone pries under your sheets,
everyone interferes with your loving.
They say terrible things about a man and a woman,
who after much milling about,
all sorts of compunctions,
do something unique,
they both lie with each other in one bed.
I ask myself whether frogs are so furtive,
or sneeze [...]