Chilena Loving Boricua

Alley way Chicago 2012. Courtesy of Margarita E. Pignataro
Alley way Chicago 2012. Courtesy of Margarita E. Pignataro

By Margarita E. Pignataro

 

Hey Boricua from the Bronx!

It’s me La Chilena!

 

You dint remember

that you said you loved me

when you saw that piece of –

 

Y se te fue la memoria

when you flirted with the girl at the counter.

 

I’m not worried about it

’cause I remember

n feel the bad Boricua Bronx pain.

 

After the excitement upstairs,

when the one nighter is gone,

you come downstairs

to whisper

“te amo mami

xoxo

corazoncito”

And I think ahhhhhh <3.

 

But then I think clearly

y saí qué?

If

you

would

have

LOVED

me

RESPECTED

me

 

TALKED

to

me

 

or

come

downstairs

to

sleep

with

ME……

 

then maybe…….

 

but you dint.

 

And I text

</3   </3 </3

 

And I ask…..

Can love between

La Chilena

y El Boricua

be remembered

without resentment?

Remorse or

anger?

Sí,

yes.

 

upstairs

is                                  being                                                                                                   Boricua                                                loudly

ex                                                                                intimate

when                                                                                                   with

not                                                                                                                                otra…

 

But

 

 

 

….to put it mildly.

 

So I move

to another state

of mind

location

n being.

 

So

you

will

not

find

me

downstairs

anymore.

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