Words and promises
Ingrained into our hearts
Constitutional freedoms
Expressed by founding fathers
To ensure equality
Where
Here
How
When our supreme leaders
Seem to take us
Back in time
Past hard pressed
Victories
Take an oath for life
Then
Lie
Bio: Carlos Loera graduated from the University of Wisconsin at Madison with an MFA in Art. He teaches at San Antonio College. He is an artist, writes poetry and produces the poetry group Voces Cósmicas.
I can still hear the slow jam jingle of the ice cream truck gliding along past our yellow house like it was riding on rails
Pick a star, any star & I’ll reach straight up and grab it for you put it right inside your hot little hand we had
for Alex — a golden shovel, after Andrea Gibson The sky is still keening and so am I. What is too many tears? I let
It will probably happen when I’m at work, and he recruits a nosy, but caring friend with an AI-powered search engine. They’ll hush behind a
Your gaze becomes a stare, forcing your views without saying a word. Your eyes tell me a story. One where I fall to the wayside.
