Crossing the freedom threshold
Gaining my God given life
Mi gente entiende
The person I am must no longer be
Gaining my God given life
Mi gente entiende
The person I am must no longer be
Empecemos.
I cover my soul with freshly painted windows
That bleed the azul I desperately crave,
While follicle strands scream painful cries
Disintegrating into luscious hues of the sun
That bleed the azul I desperately crave,
While follicle strands scream painful cries
Disintegrating into luscious hues of the sun
Almost done.
I sever the tip of my rolling tongue
That held sucia words that could’ve escaped,
Dry off the last trickle of water
That clings to my delicate back
That held sucia words that could’ve escaped,
Dry off the last trickle of water
That clings to my delicate back
Numbingly reveal
my beautifully mutilated self,
This is what it takes
To be American.
my beautifully mutilated self,
This is what it takes
To be American.
Amanda Nicole Peña is a current senior at UTRGV majoring in English with a concentration on teaching for grades 7-12 and a minor in psychology. She finds creative writing and poetry as her outlets to express herself on controversial topics that affect her life.
