my back itches y necesito que me la rasques, America,
I like the dotted half note and the taste of agave & caña de azúcar, America,
tu mamá is so fat that when she stands on the world scale, it says “globally corrupt,” America,
my people come in different shades and they all smell like chicharrón, America,
I enjoy your queso but it’s not what you think it is, America,
you are not America, my grandma named “Australia” ain’t America,
mi mamá is America.
Diego Barcacel Peña was born in the Dominican Republic but has lived in the Bronx, NY since he was three. He is a senior English (creative writing) major at SUNY Geneseo. His work has been previously published in Gandy Dancer and Dark River Review.