Judith Arcana

Poems from 4th Period English


Matthew, talking

You're breathing my air
you come here and use my air
every day you take it
for your own lungs. I know
when you push it out
I breathe it in – then my air's
been inside you. I inhale
what you exhale, air 
that was inside the throat
you're talking Spanish from – 
holding my air inside your chest
holding it next to your Mexican 
heart before you give it back to me.


Vicente, talking

You believe I'm not so good, not good
as you, gringo boy, but you don't know
anything, even in your own language
su lenguaje, su idioma – qué hard
sharp tongue of sound no one can love
in, no one can cry in. You don't know
how to talk a baby to sleep, how to
make your mami smile, your papi
proud. No sabes, chico. You sure don't
know why Aurelia won't look at you
on the street, after school – but I do. 


Aurelia, talking

You think we all come from Mexico
and up here maybe that's the most.
But also Guatemala – do you know
where that is? And even Colombia
far away as that is from this huerta
far from these apples and pears. 
I wonder if you even know these
other countries are in the world
with you. Like you call your country
America but it isn't – this place is only
los Estados Unidos, the United States
of America, a chunk of a chunk, a piece
of a piece del norte – ¿comprendes? Do you
know Canada has more land, up there
on top of you? Do you know Brazil
is almost as big, and it's only one part
of América del Sur, the whole south?
You think you know where you are, where
everybody is and should be. But do you?


Becky, talking

You speak the language pretty good, except
you have that accent, you don't sound right
when you're talking English. You say it like
different, different from how it really is.

My family came here a hundred years ago.
My gramma says they had to, had to leave
home. She tells me stories. She has the hat
her own gramma wore on the boat, coming
here. She worked in a factory making shirts
instead of high school. She couldn't read
in English. So that's why I'm asking: Why
did you come? Did you have to leave home?

—Judith Arcana

From 4th Period English, Ash Creek Series, Judith Arcana & Ash Creek Press, 2009.

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