Hyphenated-American
Hyphenated-American
“Where are you from?”
“But where did you come from?”
What a rouse
167 years old,
and a hyphen 350 miles long.
Mexican
Desde las cascadas turquesas y las grutas de Monterrey,
where I’ve never been.
Desde la Micos en Cuidad Valles,
That I’ve never seen.
Hasta el Mercado Juarez en Matamoros Heroica,
Where I’ve eaten many pepitos.
Into the nation’s cusp of intermingling
and cultural diffusion, Bronsvil.
Americano
Past Amigoland Mall, Stonehenge II, and the Green Belt.
Past the Hilton Anatole stays,
where I met that blonde girl,
who I told I wasn’t a liberal.
Past the Julius Breckling Bridge and the hobo we finally shooed away.
Past the Ben Lomond, the Snow Basin, and Mason Jar Roasters,
where I looked for a couple of grams
to put in my mason jar.
Think
why travel far
when your bones will live in Brownsville.
You will always be the Other anywhere else.
effete scribbler 