by Oscar Mancinas for Pablo Medina Silence like wind disturbed & your warm darkness inks across unimagined night. Hay que actuar, hay que amar, Your margins croon Like Cuban coasts; & what, I wonder, Would be of me or us— On this sea—were we Without your robust thirst For mapping? Your desire Rising within like waves beating & unbeating our buried pulses. Your exegesis urgent yet tender and I wonder still— How do you lift an island & a people past simple cosmos To your lips to whisper & kiss us all into eternity? Oscar Mancinas is the proud son of Mexican immigrants. He obtained an MFA in creative writing from Emerson College, and is now back in his native Mesa, Arizona pursuing a PhD at Arizona State University. His stuff can be found at Cosmonauts Avenue, Queen Mob's Tea House, Storm Cellar Quarterly, Best Small Fictions 2017, Hayden's Ferry Review, and latinxsbelike.com.
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