Juan Felipe Herrera
insideyou will find your namewritten on a piece of flesh — Juan Felipe Herrera, from “Interview w/a Border Machine,” Every Day We Get More Illegal (City Lights, 2020)
insideyou will find your namewritten on a piece of flesh — Juan Felipe Herrera, from “Interview w/a Border Machine,” Every Day We Get More Illegal (City Lights, 2020)
If the windwere a woman, I’d fall in loveevery day, — Luis Omar Salinas, from “Chivalry,” Elegy For Desire. (University of Arizona Press; 1st Edition, April 1, 2005)
Like a poet I have come here to look for god — Cherríe Moraga, from “New Mexican Confession,” Daughters of the Fifth Sun: A Collection of Latina Fiction and Poetry, eds. Bryce Milligan, Mary Guerrero Milligan, and Angela de Hoyos (Riverhead Books, 1995)
Sometimes in the evening when lovetunes its harp and the cricketscelebrate life, I am like a troubadourin search of friends, loved ones,anyone who will share with mea bit of conversation. My lonelinessarrives ghostlike and pretentious,it seeks my soul, it is ravenousand hurting. I admire my fatherwho always has advice in these matters,but a game of… Continue reading Luis Omar Salinas