
Gay Chicano Joe Jimenez writes beautiful poems. I felt almost hypnotized as I heard him speak recently at Stories Cafe in Echo Park. He had just arrived after a long trip from San Antonio– and yet his words exuded an air of tranquil confidence, bewitching in their casual rhythm. (Ver)

Stay. Dig the meaty parts of your calves
Into my shoulder blades. Sigh.
Press your feet into my throat. I could make
Ovals in the sod. Endlessly. Irrevocable
impressions, tattoos and toes.
Hoy es Dia de inocentes...
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