Alicia Mogollón Poems

the first boy

has changed now
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There's a hole in the tree
outside
cross the street
from my sister's house
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Give me all your tears
gypsy
in a gilded chalice
your tears
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perhaps I am but a weed

sprouting thru the cracks of this asphalt,
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my child, my child, i am so afraid
my child, my child, please forgive me
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I am not a bad mother

just a different kind
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you with the sky in your eyes
and yellow hair to caress
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The woman in the green coat
the kind of green pea coat i automatically
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What remedy, I ask to no one in particular,
is there for discontent?
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my son and i watching kung fu hustle,
for the second time
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