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Say, Truth by Georgina Marie Guardado

I say fresh cut zinnia and basil
sit in tap water before me

I say maidenhair, lush and bottle-green
sit on a wooden pedestal

I say bright, colorful plants adorn my home
because I love variegation

And once I step outside
my own color is not always seen

Someone asks me, “what are you?”
I don’t say: human, what the hell do I look like?

I politely state I am Mexican, I am Mojave
I was born here if you are wondering

I do not say I am on my own homeland
I am rooted in bloodshed

This land is my land

I say snake plant, spider plant
a piece of moss-covered oak wood

I say I am closer to these entities in
spirit than other humans

I say I can list pretty things and still can’t
determine if what I say really matters

I am leaving out significance
The white page is distracting

thq-feather-sm

Georgina Marie Guardado is the Poet Laureate of Lake County for 2020-2024 and a Poets Laureate Fellow with the Academy of American Poets. Her work has appeared in The Bloom, Noyo Review, Poets.org, Humble Pie Magazine, Gulf Coast Journal, Yellow Medicine Review, and The Muleskinner Journal.