Arnoldo Garcia
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Rumi NationA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaRiffing on Rumi. |
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my erotic machinery, my lipsA Poem by Arnoldo GarciaAll our senses converge, contradict, transform, implode, gestate, collide, flay, on our lips kissing the other. Each time we kiss we feel the first ki.. |
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Family Questions StoryA Story by Arnoldo GarciaThis is a snapshot of the flurry of lives, their words and stories, that tumble inside me. |
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It’s why you’re here.A Story by Arnoldo GarciaChildhood trauma never seems to end. |
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I wake up in a new bodyA Story by Arnoldo GarciaEmpathy for the devil: I trade pigment, perspective and race. |
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