ISSUE 2: FALL 2015 / LOVE. LOVED. LOVELESS. / POETRY

“for the birds” by Jesus Aldana-Alba

BY JESÚS ALDANA-ALBA

as you pile stones upon stones upon mud and blood mortar
lifting your self to the birds and the elements
you mourn and step into the space you left waiting
when you threw words like, “what we?” and
“there is no us,” on top of, “many have tried,
and all have failed.”
now, you reach for your silence at the top of the tower
and smother your sadness with a call to all men
to bring their shovels and dig right in and
fill the mote with fire and water
carrion feathers fall over your perfect mouth
but, behind your eyes, on the blood-stained tower
the heart you thought you didn’t have
seeps into the ground
formed by the shapes your mouth made
when whispering my secret name

Jesús Aldana-Alba is a poet, philosopher, and singer-songwriter living in East Los Angeles. He was raised in Boyle Heights by hard-working, loving immigrants. He has been writing and singing for 20 years.

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