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i write this without a mothertongue
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June 16th, 2012poetrymy paper bag face magnified
mercilessly in the looking glass.
honey slides seamlessly down my
features searching under its golden
hues for the tangle of my history—never look a gift face in the mouth.
i drool, letting it dangle dangerously
over the porcelain—ravenously
hunting for traces of homelands
etched into the crevices of my reflection.
1 responses to “i write this without a mothertongue” 
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I love all your poems. I love this poem.
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Miguel November 18th, 2012 at 17:06