Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ADIOCITO, MOTHER SNOW, by COLETTE INEZ


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ADIOCITO, MOTHER SNOW, by                    
First Line: Vamos. Enough
Subject(s): Hispanic Americans; Snow; Latinos


Vamos. Enough.
The red sauce of the sun is hotting up
the sky as dawn fizzles out
like my baby-making eggs.

Snow on the zig zagged roads, gray gutters,
vaya con whoever's in that Rolls,
silver-white like El Norte touching down
where the blue wind blows. Verdad?

What's in my futuro? Get me a reader
of palms. "Your mound's in Venus," she says.
"Planet?" I ask. "Plan what? Ees no problem
I see three kids."

Listen, my eggs are no-shows
and I'm not even Latina.
That "ez" at the end of my "In" name
comes from my padre's paramour

in the Sunshine State. Randyman. Long ago. Aye.
Call me Milagros. I got a lucky vida. Well, maybe.
Could be. Nobody's saying what it's like
to sleep under stones. Where have they been.

the ones who made me? Donde estan?
Nice to see you, Mother Snow, tending to the rain.

Copyright © Colette Inez.





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