Poetry from NER 44.4 (2023)
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i have a desert in my corazón
bent like an accordion

a dry old desert with reptile
claws that tear my guts

a whole field of burnt nopales
live in my corazón 

someone old used glass shards
to carve in los nopales’ corazones
the names of their dead

i have a desert in my corazón
littered with dead pollos’s 
corpses and names

i bear a whole dried up desert
in my corazón that swallows
all my tears every time i die;