It is the dissolution of illusion that my voice my choice can be made without permission without consent undocumented but I can still question the laws the cops whoever’s in charge my god myself my word is my bond that my fists will not unclench nor my teeth that will tear through this leash used to lynch them (not us) the others are actually us bending kneeling grasping at straws praying something will save us from the freedom they called they rang the bells toll they tell they shriek they warn you’re free to choose: salute or begone
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Alexis Jaimes, a proud son of Mexican immigrants, resides in Santa Ana, CA. He is also a bilingual school teacher. He is the author of _Corazón Coalesced_, from Bottlecap Press. His works have been previously featured in Polemical Zine, Alegría Magazine, Loud Coffee Press, San Diego Poetry Annual, Moon Tide Press, ¡Pa'lante! and MUSE Literary Journal. He has also been showcased at Fullerton Museum Center. Through his writing, Alexis strives to empower and uplift his community, using words as a vehicle for positive change.
(From Bottlecap Press's website; edited by Cinnamoroll)