Saturday, May 17, 2014

arnoldo garcía: soledades

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I cannot possess you anymore than you can possess the wind, the water, the land And I will never possess you or the lan...
Wednesday, May 14, 2014

arnoldo garcia: I want to share the moon with you...

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I want to share the moon with you... holy bread pale burnt tortilla pock-marked face rotting mirror antarctic slip wound...
Wednesday, May 07, 2014

Rebellions | 7 mayo | may 7

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it's right to rebel. -- mao my eyes are rebelling they're tired of seeing for me they want to see for them...
Saturday, May 03, 2014

Golondrinagrafía * 2 de mayo | may 2 | *

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La golondrina bebe las lágrimas de la mujer herida La curandera la piensa, la sueña, la frota de plantitas y oraciones, llantos y colo...
Thursday, May 01, 2014

Primero de Mayo | May 1 | the international movement

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The working class That international beast of capitalist burden Used to count the light, the wrinkled skin of stars and cosmos Now w...
Wednesday, April 30, 2014

I am a ghost

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there are days when i believe i am a ghost haunting stairwells and abandoned migrant camps sleeping with Billie Holiday and gettin...
Monday, April 28, 2014

relationships | day 27 | poetry month |

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I am related to you by tenderness, not trauma. I am connected to you by a woman, not fists. I am related to you by the longest, deep...
Sunday, April 13, 2014

Soul seas | Day 12 & 13 | poetry month

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My tenderness will absolve my rage Or else I will have to eat my fingers So that I can never carry a weapon other than...
Friday, April 11, 2014

I am closing in | Day 10 & 11 | poetry month

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I am closer to life than to death I am closer to tenderness than to hate I am closer to breath than to silence Eve...
Wednesday, April 09, 2014

When I die | Day 9 Poetry Month

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  When I die I will be so dead You will have to invent a fake life to match my real death I will be such a big death that everyone ...
Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Migrant ghost heart | day eight poetry month

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She is now just an idea, a deep memory an ancestor a sister a woman a ghost heart in my mind in my veins in my half life Her bo...
Monday, April 07, 2014

Billie Holiday | day seven poetry month |

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She sings: My heart is  in Baltimore My voice is  scattered in the ruins  of your bruises Winter always hangs 'round the corner...
Sunday, April 06, 2014

arnoldo garcía: Electrocutions | day six poetry month

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i am a misfit a misspell a mistake a misunderstanding a mistrial a misprint a missile a mission a missive a misfire a mist a...
Saturday, April 05, 2014

I am tumbling | day five poetry month

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I am tumbling in the debris of space going backwards, lunging forward paralyzed by the electric sun. my ancestors for generations studi...