Vision 

Imagina una realidad 

Where indígenas 

are not reduced to 

Hunter gatherer 

Teepee dwellers. 
Estudiantes learning

More than just their role

in the 1600s.
The iconography 

Of the Cleveland

Indians

Redskins

ceased to exist

Rightfully 

Represented as

Living

First Nation people. 
English was not

the language of this land.
16,000 languages existed

and flourished,

Now only fossilized by

The names of places.
La solución es organización. 

Manor Ave.

For one summer
I was invincible,
Flying underneath
the trees.

A pink bicycle
was my wings,
three friends
sharing one joyride.

Learned how to fly
thanks to my ducks
Melissa & Kim

One block
in a one square mile
town
seemed like the world.

Tracks
encapsulated
by wet cement,
flanked by fireflies
held close by August nights

Days of smiling and shrieking
bellies full of slushies.

I never rode again.

For Sidra

Have you been watching
the news?

Repugnant to watch the hate
mongering that seems like
it’s here to stay.

People sharing superficial statuses
to show “support”
Soft bigotry and bullshit
stories about Starbucks
coffee being bought,
fluff stories
is new millennium caring.

Ignorance breeds Islamophobia
but if only there was
dialogue they’d understand
Islam teaches about a peaceful
way of life.

Insha’ Allah, we will
move past this.

Is your family’s experience
in Canada the same?

Stories of discrimination
surging because of women
wearing hijab or burkas.
I don’t understand how
modesty is seen as repressive.
Yet objectification and
oversexualization is considered
freedom.

I still get upset
when I think how we got
separated at U.S customs
coming back from Peru
sending you the small
interrogation room.

You, my example of
how to be a good person.
A true role model

I’ll be forever grateful
and honored to your friend.
My soul sister.

You will do great things.
This world needs you.

In solidarity and salam,
Yesenia

The Cathedral

Take me to where
the Sultan of Swat
was king,
where 1918 chants
still echo.

A place that pulsated history
Legends were palpable
Take me to where
Gehrig stood on a mound
and said, “Today
I consider myself the luckiest
man on Earth.”
where a Captain
oh my Captain
was declared Mr. November.

Baseball’s Bronx Bombers
the 4 train ride
previewed the inside.
The bleacher seats
were comfortable
and congregation place
for creatures.

Families and friends
united
for America’s past time
Stadium traded in
for a plastic
second wife

Now demolished
but through
bittersweet memories
has life.

Conversation Hearts

My man is fire 

and never tires. 

tells me

He loves me

In every way 

Even in an email. 

Too cool attitude 

Sadly never met my love bug

Tells those suffering from

Thirst 

“Nice try but my girl is

The best in the world”
Anytime your love talks,

Listen

Especially when making decisions. 
Kindness is the tool 

To use to avoid looking

Like a fool, 

Tell them they’re great 
And appreciate their worth.
My love is a good time 

Even its just a phone call

To say hey babe
You plus me 

Equal trust

Your presence is

Just enough 
My man, my man, my man
No longer hopeless 

But feeling blessed 

Stay here 

My star 

Sometimes you have to be

Far

But just kiss me

Like you’ve missed  me
Yes now 

Boy you’re mine

My partner to unwind 

 I see you 

I smile especially if it’s been

A while. 

A foxy lady only for my man
He tells me,

“I’m the real deal

Only for you.”
 

Cycle

Yellow leaves descend

to the Earth

final resting place

awaiting

their rebirth

 

Surrendering to the wind’s carress

Falling like little black dress

blanket of

hopes

possibilities

reflect on abilities

 

be in the flow

moving purposely slow

Don’t think

just go

to decode

what the

wooden block

encodes

 

Hands

Hold our fate
lines etched
by destiny
and constantly
changing

they have power
to help
or to hurt

speak with no words

27 bones
overworked
every day
driving
typing
clicking
feeding
washing
scratching
throwing
grabbing
wiping
waving
cooking
and of course
writing.

Method of expression
premature newborns
survive by their mother’s
touch,
holding hands
demonstrates
love
and stroking
can cause explosions

Michelangelo’s creation
an extension of the
artist’s mind
they are creators
painting
drawing
writing
acting
playing
the guitar
piano
violin
any and every
instrument
shaping ideas
to come to life

but not everyone
has them.
adapting without
10 digital gadgets

Lefties learning
to thrive in a
right hand world

hands form
fists
used to punch
or to resist
but open
can always
link
to one another
to unite as
one.

Birthright

Please give me
another term
because what
I’m observing
is best described
as absurd

I am
first generation
born and bred
in the good ol’
U.S. of A.
I’ll be quick
to say
Te amo Peru
but
it doesn’t stop
my heart
from beating
red
white
and blue.

Walls are built
at the border
to establish
so called order.
Illegal aliens
are invading
but the skies
are clear.
They are people
undocumented
not thieves
El Chapo
or rapists
as stereotypes
would have you
believe.

I am
an anchor baby,
parents surviving
on 25 cent yogurts
bare floors
as a mattress
working
working
working
manual labor
lost in translation
being their Sacajawea
their motivating force
sacrificing their all
so we can have the most.

Immersed
to the culture,
celebrating the 4th
of July
waiting for fireworks
to illuminate the sky
1st place in the Geography bee
stretchy pants
for an all you can eat
Thanksgiving feast,
Deep roots in the Garden state
Proud Scarlet Knight
R.U. all day
Competitive
driven to succeed
defying the odds
23 with a master’s degree
paying it forward
teaching children
to be all
that they can be
my subject is Spanish
so it’s
Si se puede

El puebloUnido

Jamás será

Vencido

bridging the gap
to prevent
ignorance
the chance to attack.

I am the
American Dream
exercising my free speech
holding steadfast
to the pursuit
of happiness
life
and liberty.

Bond

My father was
the first to
show me
that real men
cry.

My father is
my father
and at times
also a mother
because
she was locked
herself away
like a tea cup
in cupboard

and love
love is his
superpower
and for that
he was
he is
and will always
be my superman
constantly surviving

He never really
strayed
from his plan
happiness

La vida es sencilla
life is simple
he tells me
to this day.
You’re only wasting
your time
worrying
away
none of your problems
are here to stay.

I was born on Father’s Day,
fate sealing our bond
strength
is his legacy
that I’ll always carry on

I am my father’s daughter
revolutionary
rebel attitude
how many people
get kicked out of seminary school?

He showed me
that weird is cool
He sees me
as my truth
encouraging
believing
in all my dreams
I pursue.

Together

Heart beating
a feeling
patterns into a name
then a face
appears
as
sudden
as summer rain.

after the first kiss
you’re never
the same
whispers
to be reunited
with the one
you love.

grateful to stars
illuminating
the way
guiding me
to create
my own fate