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Jimmy Santiago Baca

Santa Fe, New Mexico
Jimmy Santiago Baca
Santa Fe, New Mexico
Friday, January 3, 2003

Like An Animal

Rating: 3.6
Behind the smooth texture
Of my eyes, way inside me,
A part of me has died:
I move my bloody fingernails
Across it, hard as a blackboard,
Run my fingers along it,
The chalk white scars
That say I AM SCARED,
Scared of what might become
Of me, the real me,
Behind these prison walls.
Jimmy Santiago Baca
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Adeeb Alfateh 23 July 2019
The chalk white scars That say I AM SCARED, Scared of what might become Of me, the real me, superb write superb 10++++++++++++++++
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Sylvia Frances Chan 11 November 2018
WOW. A greatest philosophical poem about the self. The metaphors are shouting and exploding. Fantastic short poem but powerful loaded and excellently worded. First of all my well meant CONGRATULATIONS on being chosen as Modern Poem Of The Day, Hurray! Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem sheer brilliant poetry from your exploding inside. Submitted in 2003, My highest compliments, Jimmy Sir. GBU in Abundance, Amen
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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 July 2018
A great philosophical poem nicely executed.
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Anil Kumar Panda 24 July 2018
Our real self is caged inside our mind. Nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.
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Edward Kofi Louis 24 July 2018
The real me! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Glen Kappy 24 July 2018
jimmy is an albuquerque, new mexico resident as i am. i've met him, read him, and know something of his story. the prison walls in this poem are probably literal—that's part of his story—as well, perhaps, as figurative. i don't have anything much to parallel his prison experience, and yet this poem strikes me with blunt force. i think again that baca is a natural poet—poetry just seems to flow right from him. -gk
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Dr. Antony Theodore 24 July 2018
Scared of what might become Of me, the real me, ...very fine poem searching for the Real I and what can become of it.. thank u. tony
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Adrian Flett 24 July 2018
We are thinking animals and imprisoned in our minds, 'Behind these prison walls'
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Mahtab Bangalee 24 July 2018
excellent introspection - A part of me has died: ... The chalk white scars That say I AM SCARED, .... Of me, the real me, Behind these prison walls. great writings
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Robert Murray Smith 24 July 2018
Our mind is imprisoned no matter where we are.++10
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