I am closing in on the predator

I am closing in on the predator

A Poem by Arnoldo Garcia

The inter-relationships of bodies, land, violence & love to become human again.

I am closer to life than to death

I am closer to tenderness than to hate

I am closer to breath than to silence

Every day becomes an answer to taking sides
Every night I ingest the suns that will never be ours

I am closer to horizons than to forgetfulness
I am closer to the next woman than to his oblivion
In five years or five lifetimes

I would never change the molecular structure of my bed
I would dream with the same woman
whose tears have become tiny gashes on the wrists of hurricanes

I am closer to the wind than to the smokestack
I am closer to the dust than to the rails of capital exploitations
I am closing in on the predator that has made our skin impossible

I am closer to you than to my mortality
I am closer to your suffering than my own
My senses are craters on your body
My body sister to your menstruatI am closer to her water than to the desert
I am closer to her light than to the sorrow.
She revives the sun, gifts it to heal the first wound.
Her body becomes the next sun,
the next beginning,
the first kiss of humanity.


He believes the woman that wants to destroy him
She doubts the man that loves him
She is life under siege
She is resisting, her eyes cry knives:
An eye for an eye to blind the monster
An eye for an eye to love blindly

I am closer to power because I am with her
I am closer to the moaning ocean wave because I hear her
I am closer to the ripening sky because of her skin of clouds
I am closer to the sun because I walk alongside her
Now, I am closer to being human than to being forgotten


© 2014 Arnoldo Garcia

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Added on April 12, 2014
Last Updated on April 12, 2014
Tags: April National Poetry Month, love, blues, death, Chicano, Latino, Mexican, climate justice, woman, body, domestic violence


Arnoldo Garcia
Arnoldo Garcia

Oakland--Matamoros-New York, CA

I write and scribble every morning over coffee, half- asleep, dreaming a different world or where all the other worlds come crashing in on the one that has me captive/captivated. I belong to many fami.. more..