Chicano Poet

Friday, March 06, 2015

Aguita

Water came to knock
on my door

claiming to be
from the arroyo

down the street
and not the Girl Scouts

trying to pawn
their cookies

nor the Jehovah's
Witnesses

convinced only their God
could crack the whip

I closed the door
on the water

simply saying
I don't believe in arroyos

went back inside
and petted my dry spell

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