Skip to main content

I Am

I am

a first born     first generation
American      Mexican

My name derives from
my father’s mother
María Magdalena     and
my mother’s mother
Carmen

My mother wanted
              Mayan moon goddess
Itzel
              or Hebrew princess
Sarah
names with roots other than our own

No one in my family
calls me by my first name
María
            a Latin
                       Hebrew name for
sea of bitterness, rebellion

My family
only calls me by my middle name
Carmen
            a Spanish
                           Latin name for
garden ode

I am a prayer
filled with hopes
other than my own

Comments

This comment has been removed by the author.

Popular posts from this blog

Noche Buena

Distant beats heard clearly Of memories and dreams still with me I inhale to exhale whats in me Enjoying this moment just with me A lone c ool breeze comes to me Through my third story window  

The Children of the Home

The wall is yellow with spots of lines made by a pencil The orange wall across from it is filled with swirls of red and green color She sits on brown steps in-between these walls Concentrating on the images and the words of a song she plays and repeats on a phone. The kids laugh and play along One on the drums another la-la-ing words from a song The father plays scales on his bass and plays excerpts of the kids favorite songs Everyone is full of joy  It’s comforting to live in this moment,  There are no worries The afternoon storm has passed this home. “Pizza time! Pizza time!” the son yells to all who come through the door. “It has cheese and spinach and pepperoni” then says no more. The TV is loudly playing a show. “Teen Titans GO!”, he yells, singing along to the words of the theme song He sits quietly, enjoying his food  So transfixed is he,  That he doesn’t notice some pieces food has fallen to floor.