there are the spaces where our tongues collapse on themselves

and we start to forget our jewish heritage our irish heritage

our japanese or mexican heritage and start to try and just claim american

its easier to pronounce

its easier to make excuses

 

its easier than to actually try to explain all the layered truths

of your barrio. all the inconsistencies. all the fallen hopes

all the places where you watch the concrete spill your cultura

all the ways it gets left behind when no one is looking

when everyone one is silencing in advertantly

 

we are these border immigrant migrant dream

echoing across generations of being scapegoated

of being put into concentration camps

detention centers and all the places inbetween

the border of our history

the borders of our tongues

the borders of our memory

 

waiting to put down the wall

 

http://www.chicanocolorinbooks.com

 

 

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