NaPoWriMo Thursday April 22, 2010
Postcard to Willie Perdomo April 22 nd 2010 Willie, papi, Sorry I missed you at my alma mater But judging from the way you’ve cut the amapolas And all those barrio pitchers and jungle leopards You write about, I thought it would be best if I waited For the right milky constellation To appear before we actually met. So much has gone down in these two years. I still don’t see men like me in your poems, But if the barrio is anything like the island I know I’m in there somewhere. By the way, listen to this: You didn’t just toe me an inch, no — Nor leave me to set my small bald eye Skyward again, without hope … Negro, you should know better than to take me Seriously, it’s all Klonopin And lithium, gang rapes and LSD. Promise you’ll read my manuscript. It won’t disappoint you, or the guys in the barrio. tuyo por el resto de esta fucking vida sergio © Sergio A. Ortiz April 22nd, 2010