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Xuanito de la Puente
Poems
Jan 2014
I speak with Spice
Once they told me I couldn’t speak
So I yelled I conjured love I sang
I prayed and moaned
I wrote I recited healing thoughts
Then, I also spoke
But when I spoke they laughed at my accent:
So I wrote more poetry just so that I could expose it even more
Turned my accent into seeds and planted them deep within my soul
I painted my accent, made an offering to my Mother Tongue
Blood offering, feathers and honey and all kinds of foods
I praised my tongue, I spoke
I accented my existence
Because I don’t speak plainish
I speak with Spice.
Written by
Xuanito de la Puente
Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)
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