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Maritza Torres Mar 2017
I rise from the Earth's inside
and feel Coyolxauhqui shatter
into my skin

Soy una cascara
stitched with seeds
my ancestors planted
for me

I wither and fall like the cotton flower
and rattle as I journey back
to the mad underground
under me

Bajo de la tierra
I find a fragmented tapestry
with fringes soft
as the silks of corn

Bajo de la tierra
encuentro mi corazon
una cascara

painted with colors in
a disjointed color scheme

Bajo de la tierra
encuentro que soy unica


I am one
running
in different colors

— The End —