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Bailar
She dances.
 Ribbons of a tissue dress
 Wiping the floor with cherry red
 Mama’s handmade fuego
 Stitches of tender passion
 
 “Baila, Baila mijita” 
 Hips mercilessly tearing through linings
 Of buttery guitar strings
 And an inky bun to match 
 Can’t stop- she’s boarding the dream train
 
 She runs head first into 
 A ferocious junkyard of gray dreams 
 Where a congregation of menacing mice
 Threaten to intrude with tiny bites of failure
 Even then, “Si, se puede”
 
 She heeds the sound of fiery salsa
 Even when exhaustion hammers
 Its desperate nails
 And feet lose their direction
 This is willpower, this is strength.

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