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Excerpt from “Undertones” by Kimberly Reyes published in The Acentos Review February 2015:
. . .
The machete sugarcane bled
Red on the island
dark and Jíbaro, Salinas poor,
Red was the language we spoke,
fertile in storied humility.
The good Red on the Mainland,
the mixed and other and ancient and othered,
rich ‘got some Indian in me’ reigning Red
whose scorn I
I didn’t know then.
my mutilated being
my maternal brown stain
The:
“why is your last name Reyes?”
“is your husband Spanish?”
This.
. . .
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