Poem – MY WORDS (By Elaine Nadal)
MY WORDS – By Elaine Nadal
Ay, No puede ser, Sí se puede, Pura vida
tirelessly running on and on
syncopating along the way
Lo tengo to’ pensao
Pues a veces
“Bendito, don’t you worry cariño.”
making my own spice
an unconventional lexicon
embedded with made-up words
feel free to stick in a
, : ( )
if you’d like,
but I’ll shift it, dice it, mix it with spices
some sazón de achote, adobo, and cilantro
feel it on your tongue
doesn’t matter if you like it
I do all the grindin’
creating new puree
I have the pilón,
and you can’t borrow it or take it away
because only I can understand it.
Author Bio: Elaine Nadal
Being a Latina is fire and wind,
a hummingbird in the skies
flying backwards and upside down.
It’s a hot lava stone pressed upon one’s back,
containing words carved by tongue.
A teaching, a story, a song–
improvised and from memory,
taken from ruins to create new horizons.
(Excerpt from Elaine Nadal’s poem “Pride”)