Arnoldo García

Our revolution & theirs

I was not born of Adam & Eve

I was born

from the breasts

of Quetzalcoatl

I was born

out

of her plumed vagina

the birth canal leading to a sun-womb

born

crashing out

of the belly button of the moon.

My river banks are lips

that kiss the feet of my lovers

or migrants crossing over

her smile is muddy

mud the mixture of life, the semen stinking the eggs

the amino acids that convulse with life

I was born in the middle of a muddy river

a people rising from the mud

and now we drink muddy-water

to ingest our ancestors

upon

your

my

deaths

Throw my body into the wild river

where I was born

Let her swallow me

take me to the gulf

where the salt

will dissolve me

return me

to where I started

where I was conceived

I drink my coffee

begin the day

scribbling against the madness

my heaven

my landless place

that I long for

I can't beat on my guitar anymore

My guitar is no substitute

for your embrace

your raspy silence

I have been practical all my life

that's why I give myself

no choice

other than to work and to love

to write and read poetry

wherever I go

My work my love is my poetry of everyday

and maybe few if anyone notices

that we are all the same

what matters above all else

is how we treat and greet each other

work, love, poetry -- it's all the same

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I could peel the sun for you

but would you eat

such a fruit?