i got a fat tongue
mutilate spanish like a gringo guey
granddaddy bromisalva
born down warsaw’s way
mama’s mecha hair
made papa’s knees drop
she renigged on the sex
till his circumsion popped
way down below
a grove of riverside’s navel trees
mi judio papa loving
how latinas bent to their knees
a broken condom later
many miscarried contraceptions too
they gave birth to me
howdy doo baby boy howdy doo to you
but in this America town
in obamas red light
I taste olive for a peach
Or look furry like the reich
who gave ol’ man bromislava
his red line one way ticket
so a grandson could meet
the latin lengua who’d stick it
im not brown
im not white
im smoky
like the night
the world
ain’t color blind
no it labels me
for spite.
By
Emilio Ortega Aldrich
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