Long Familia Poems

“Before The Firing Squad”



the firing squad 
came dressed
in faux smiles

the intervention cake 
was spoon fed, like honey,
by mother superior

to the lesser bee,
with self-righteous
magnanimity

she wore the badge
Devil’s Advocate, proudly,
without any clear authority

casting bloodied 
nasturtiums around the...

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Baby GG is in the house
Born in beautiful month of March
Between winter and spring
No snow was on the dry grass
Gorgeous buds were emerging
And a new rainbow is on the arch.

Baby GG is indeed in the...

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"Mi primo" means my cousin in Spanish.
He calls me his "primita"- little cousin.
This is the story of how mi primo
Taught me about the meaning of bread;
Of the meaning of tortillas...
He and I are exchanging languages...

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You came to me many times in my dreams.

At first I was scared bt not anymore.

You came in the form of a shadow.

I closed my eyes and turned away in fear but now I see...

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Que solo soy un muerta  sobre la faz
Que no me he dado cuenta nadamas
Que mi estancia en el mundo se acabó
Mi misión persona simplemente fracasó Puras culpas y desilusiones y tristeza cargo en mi...

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Bola de nieve

                                ...

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CECE YA FAMILIA, HONOR, LIKE TWINS

She is looking at mi with love.
in her eyes and a look..
concerned about her bro...
i try to second guess her
today she inst playing ball
she stares back determined..
hedging me between a...

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Naciste en San Jose, California; eres Americana. Mis padres creados en Guanajuato, son Mexicanos. Me crié hablando espanol con música de mariachi y fue inculcada en mi la cultura y tradiciones de mi México. Estuviste...

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You made a choice,
You broke the mold,
You raised your hand
Now you’re living bold
	Oh, yes!  You did.
	Oh, yes! I did.

You turned your back
On pain and lack.
You said “No, thanks,
I’m not going back!”
	Oh, yes! You did.
	Oh,...

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This is my story about Menudo, and not the boy band Menudo
Mexican Menudo soup, known as the breakfast of champions
It’s what borracho’s, and Ricky Martin and all el mundo saludo
Chili mix, cilantro and lemon or...

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No llores por mí Costa Rica
Don’t cry for me Costa Rica

Me llamo Cabuya de la familia Agave.
My name is Cabuya from the Agave family.

Yo tengo hojas largas y verdes con forma de espadas dentadas como...

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She sweeps her lawn almost every day
She wears a vest that blocks my way
               Tomorrow, I swear
I’ll greet her anyway

 ...

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Abuelito
The name that rang like bells throughout my home
Like the song of cumbia and regeton that your body will dance to
As you would call out “mija, ven aqui”
And you would take my hands and elope...

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Growing up poor and Chicano in the barrio
parents working in the fields is all we know.
They tell us to go to school and learn all we can,
get educated and create a life master plan.
Knowledge and...

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"Egin superbe a la robuste echine, par toi Marseille a pu au prix 
       d'un long effort, retirer des flots bleus, la celebre sardine 
    ...

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A La Familia'

Out of much respect' for the family..

The innocent need their protection,
Loyalty with honor come from within the heart'
We have all chosen this life..,
Against the vile an unfamiliar strife,

All for the benefit of the...

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A Fountain for Carmela....
 
In the village of Santa Maria, high in the mountains lived a little girl named Carmela. It has 
always been the tradition of the women to carry water from the well...

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Para Mi Familia Y Amistades

Si ustedes estan aqui sentados, escuchando estas Palabras
es porque yo ya no soy de este mundo. Yo todavia estoy aqui
pero ustedes no me pueden ver. A ustedes mis hijos - quiero
decirles...

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Siempre soñé con llegar hacer el hombre de tu vida
Pues en ti siempre miré todo lo que yo queria
Amor, ternura, compasión e infinita alegría
Todo eso y mucho más en ti yo percibía

Pensé que podría llegar...

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Touching to sea essence with their noses
Old men  by the seashore
Sails up flags waving goodbye
Gulls laughing
Don Coto's Face brown and wrinkled
Smiles from ear to ear
Prepares for the voyage to gather bounty
From the land the...

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In my country, gangs of fiends own the night.
In my country, we lived broken lives of torment.
My family fled with little but our naked terror.
Bleeding and blistered, our feet carried us hundreds of miles.
But I...

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keep on sharpening those crayolas to a fine 
“veo un poco silueta de un hombre”
fine tip in with all the good intention to keep 
“scaramouche, scaramouche, harás el fandango?”
them oh so sharp & presentable
“truenos y...

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Boricuuuaaaaaaa pa que lo 
sepa. White rice and beans on 
the dinner plate got yelled at 
by your mom for being 10 
minutes late . el coqui you hear 
at night the coquito you drink...

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Todo comenzo con una mirada
y termino con cena sobre la playa
asi fue como aquel esperado dia
sin saberlo mi amor te entregaria

desde entonces mucho a pasado
y mi amor x ti solo se agrandado
durante todo este tiempo...

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When the world began we started as one.
One family, one people, that’s how it was done.
 
Jealously and pride drove us apart,
Great nations then fell, the horse and the cart.
Hatred and murder sorrow and pain,
Even...

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