Marcelo Her­nan­dez Castillo, BOA Edi­tions, Ltd. (APRIL) Soft­cover $16 (112pp), 978-1-942683-53-7

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Mama never said there’d be de­buts like these—a new poet who ar­rives with un­fore­seen, in­de­scrib­able gifts. Over the moun­tains of Ti­juana at age five, Marcelo Her­nan­dez Castillo’s jour­ney in­cluded an MFA at the Univer­sity of Michi­gan—the first un­doc­u­mented stu­dent ever—on to teach­ing po­si­tions at Sacra­mento State Univer­sity and Ash­land Univer­sity


Yes, we drowned, then changed our minds, then drowned again, be­cause we could, be­cause no one would know the dif­fer­ence—

a leaf to its trem­bling when it is no longer a leaf but just a trem­bling. We splashed against the cur­rent— a zip­per of palms open­ing and clos­ing. We were too busy to no­tice that ev­ery­thing we touched was a lit­tle bell that was a lit­tle fa­mous. The sun opened its cur­few and song as I swam to shake the sounds of your laugh­ter off me.

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