Yucatán

Tonight, let me be
——-crocodile, curandera,
—————dark palm and copal.

Let me burn sweet and sweat.

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Let me be empujar y jalar,
———-the tug of blue ocean,
——————-a bird pushing sky.
I’ve always been
===-=—–====push and pull anyway.

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Sometimes home is a border, a rip
———-in the sky’s black fence,
——————–the edge of a deep, stone well.

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Desperation and joy live everywhere,
——————all history echoes times seven,

sooner or later every back bends,
sooner or later we’re all disappeared.

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Up North when winter’s cold starves us,
we eat ourselves fat,
——————squander the soul’s currency.

But tonight let me dance myself witch thin
——————-under a thick rice of stars.

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Let me be habañero. Let me be cascabel.

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Home is always a hunger
———-and each god wants sacrifice.
The quetzal cries out from
——————-my heart’s dark door.

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———————–Oh, mis muertos,
my ghosts,
tonight,
———beneath this deep snow I’m born to,

———————–lllet me be Mexico.