Don’t eat with steel fork
Eat with fingers & timeless maize
Your soul weaved into saliva
Don’t drink Coke
Drink yerbabuena & café con leche
Your tongue soaked in justice
Don’t dream of tomorrow
Dream of los Aztecas & el ranchito
Your eyes seeped in a better world
Don’t cry tristeza
Over los fascistsa y puta migra—when they come
Your heart torn from your chest
You are the nopal dream
They fear so much
Let them tremble.
“Magical Realism Nopales” May 11, 2018
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