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amapola, lindisima amapola
milk tear falling, falling through, it leaves its trace inscribing
tombs
yo te quiero
in fractured sentences
and memorized wounds amada nina mia
petal-satin soft crumbling into red, you too bled
through fingertips
igual que ama la Jlor al luz de! dia
in the Tijuana summer
even the sun crosses over, is lost
to the other side la luz de! dia
jutting out hard steel spike hard against
yo te quiero
indifferent waves
amapola, lindisima
you wait for the fog-fall
save pennies from a second-hand sale from across
the border
in Mexicali, the US wall makes up
the fourth of your home
this is the state transnational trade
you sang to me
un par de ojitos negros, cielito lindo de contrabando
before I lost your language to the streets, my 'r's all wrong in Spanish
except when I say three you taught me, counting pebbles
the tongue-tide sea kisses the edge
of drowning inbetween two cities
& I'm still waving at you from the other side, you sang to me
un par de ojitos negros
a pair of tangerine wings flecked
black ese lunar que tienes
junto a la boca lips caress as oars divide
an ocean
amada nina mia
no se lo des a nadie
you shut your eyes they searched you
a second time, amapola
