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It is a fierce love,

that I see

when I look into her eyes.

I can feel the courage in her heart.

She speaks to me,

from a photograph.

I hear

 the unselfish determination,

 the driving force,

echoing 

 in the voices,

that tell her story.

The story of Zoraida “Ale” Reyes,

activist,

woman,

defender of the persecuted,

began with a declaration:

I am a…

Once,

as I heard a fellow poet,

go on and on

about how much Fresno's existence offended and oppressed him,

about,…

Difficult to write when the fire is

 burning out of control.

Difficult to speak.

I would rather scream,

guttural,

unhinged at the jaw,

mouth agape,

swallowing entire cities whole.

With a knee to the neck,

arms and legs pinned down,

beneath the weight of violence,

 blatant disregard to the value of

a human life,

and criminal abandonment,

the soul of a community

beaten and…

Perfección

Como se desencadenan las ideas,

y se libera de este mal?

Amores son como la fiebre,

cuando uno de los dos quiere mas.

En estas cosas de ternura,

solo es riesgo

la verdad.

Si no te ama con locura,

recuerda,

corazón sabio,

que

no tiene ninguna culpabilidad.

Aquí,

no hay nada que se tenga que perdonar.

Así son los amores,

se mueren o se dan.

No vas a perder un…

At this moment,

my heart exploded into sun flowers.

The tips of my fingers, toes and tongues

 sprouted beautiful  lush greens,

 allowing my words to pour out of vines

 that ripened into swollen squash  ,

 with tender  creamy yellow flesh.

A new bloom with each step forward .

 The fruit ,

settling along the ground I walk on,

 growing out in every direction .

The squash open,

 seeds pour out at my…

This is my mind.

I guard it with my life.

I have spent too many days and nights,

tirelessly sifting through sand,

gathering up threads and pieces ,

to ever

 let it

be lost.

This is my body.

I guard it with my mind.

I have spent too many hours fighting,

 to own it.

I cannot give it away to pain

 or,

 without meditation,

to pleasure,

as though it was…

Yo no creo en fronteras,

Yo no creo en definiciones, ni limitaciones

Mi poder esta en mi corazón

En la belleza que traigo por dentro.

Ser mujer

Es mi bendición

Y no dejare

que me detengan

 por el simple hecho

 que tengo caderas.

Que si puedo ser madre,

Eso a mi

 no me limita

Y no me lo…

Because,

I am fearless,

you call it careless.

I am going to stay

without your caress,

which would at this moment

only

serve to stop my

never ending march

to that some where

I am heading to.

Mi alma se esta abriendo,

mis sueños y mis palabras corriendo ,

como un rio descontrolado.

My voice is  sounding off like brass notes.

I am growing in stature,

sitting in the…