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Apricots & acorns

I can’t hit
the notes
when my throat
does that thing
I can’t hit
the notes
they’re just
so good
I’ve got somethin’
in me gotta get it out
I’ve got somethin’
in me gotta get it out
gotta get it out
don’t uproot me
again—nothing
looks familiar 
don’t uproot me
until it’s time
to go—I’ll go
I’ve got somethin’
in me like an apricot
I’ve got somethin’
in me like an apricot
an apricot
in my clenched fists
bursting running
down my arms
in my clenched fists
bursting running
down my neck
two pits to be planted
in the dirt
before the mountain
freezes in December
someday
when all the pines have died
we’ll still have apricots
& acorns
we’ll still have apricots
& acorns
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For Teri

You don’t have to do anything 

but scream

and keep screaming

breathe in the stillness

and do it again tomorrow

or the next day

we hear you

even here in the pines where no one

hears nothing

maybe not quite like Guadalajara

I wonder, have you realized yet

what the pigs head whispered

in return to your lips?

Who was your godface that night the stars

milked themselves a silver coyote 

stood watching behind the saguaro 

out of the blood that stained your dress

the same color of the shirt of the man who 

tried to take us away somewhere 

I wonder if I’d have heard you

lounging your tongue in the air

for the ones still down there

You want to use your voice for your people

I think it’s all of us that need it

inside of them like it’s inside of you the way

it meets you at the crossroads burning water

in the middle of the night we put it on

like a mask that we can never take off

it sinks into the skin like the sweat off your legs

when you’re feeling nervous and human