April is National Poetry Month
Excerpt from “Anonymous Is Coyote Girl” (2000)
By Anita Endrezze
Jimmy and Alex are my dad’s cousins,
lived on Boyle Heights and tortillas.
Mama says the cops always harassed them, those niños
from East L.A., driving their low-riders,
chrome shinier than a cop’s badge.
And why wasn’t Coyote Girl mentioned, that round-armed
girl with a punch like a bag of bees,
a girl with old eyes, her lips cracking open
as she saw the cop sailing through glass, boiling out
of Boyle Heights, skidding on the sidewalk, flat as a tortilla?
Here is a link to the full poem at the Poetry Foundation: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/238976