Posts tagged poemas
Una temporada salvaje y agotada by Danielle S. Rueb Castillejo

“We do this because the world we live in is a house on fire and the people we love are burning.”

― Cisneros Sandra

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A wild exhausted Temporada by Danielle S. Rueb Castillejo

“We do this because the world we live in is a house on fire and the people we love are burning.”

― Cisneros Sandra

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¿Escuchas mi espíritu? - Brenda Calderon

Do you hear my spirit? 

The anxious flutter of my wings? 

The persistent rustling

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Do You Hear My Spirit? by Brenda Calderon

Do you hear my spirit? 

The anxious flutter of my wings? 

The persistent rustling

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A mis compañeros inmigrantes - Rachel Anna Smart

Enviaré mi nariz de regreso a Polonia.

Mis manos de regreso a Inglaterra.

Enviaré parte de mi piel a Alemania y parte de mi cabello a Escocia.

Pero mi corazón... lo guardaré en Nəxʷq̓iyt.

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To my fellow immigrants. - Rachel Anna Smart

My hands back to England.  

I’ll send some of my skin back to Germany and some of my hair back to Scotland.

But my heart... I’ll keep that in Nəxʷq̓iyt.

With all the love and anger of my Seya still flowing in it.   

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Belonging To Whom do i belong? - Bre Ganné

Grateful for the opportunity 

To shine liberated light 

Around and within. 

I belong to morning light 

And starlight 

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Pertenencia ¿A quién pertenezco? - Bre Ganné

Grateful for the opportunity 

To shine liberated light 

Around and within. 

I belong to morning light 

And starlight 

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Diecisiete (Seventeen) - Kaya McCluskey (English)

All play for three caramel skin,

multi-ethnic girls giggling.

Several white boys up front, unsmiling.

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Diecisiete - Kaya McCluskey

Miss escribió la primera tarea:
Un autorretrato que muestra "quién eres tú." Los hombros bajaran, no conocía a ella. Aire con olor a cera, papel seco,
Un escalofrío asqueado y una tristeza. Diecisiete años en la sala de arte.

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