decenter the I tanka

flickering my eyes
i will decenter the I
like a flicker film

caught in the gate / melting down /
the WE — is the one thing reel

What I’m Reading:

i’d wolf abuela’s nopales and howl this resuscitated river | this map tethering figure to ancestor’s grief | this tongue that heals only to burn again at the swaddle of its birthright

— Angelina Leaños / “Geographic Tongue”