Alicia Hernández Coronel

3 Poems

Origin 

They ask me where are you from?

I tell them I’m from Venice 

before it was hipster–

We laugh and they wait for me to continue.

So, I tell them

I am from ancient land

Indigenous to the Americas

where spaniards tried to conquer

tierra of Benito Juarez

I’m from campesino land

birthing cacao and tejate

drinks of the dioses,

I’m from Jarabes mixtecos 

Lunes del Cerro

cempasuchil adorned streets

Dia de los muertos

calendas y trompetas

baro negro y tejidos

papel picado y alebrijes 

de Dios y de dioses

Español y lengua Indigenas

mezcal, gusanito, chapulines

pan de muerto,

mole negro, tlayudas y quesillo

Hierve el Agua,

Monte Alban,

Ejutla,

Zaachila,

Pochutla,

Mitla,

Puerto Escondido–

pero yo, nunca lo he visto.

But I have never visited.

So tell me, where am I from?

To be Free

I give myself permission to be free

To be free, to be free, to be free.

Free to feel like a human. 

Free without restrictions

Free without the constant fear 

of limits created by borders

A human who needs no documentation 

to prove their worthiness.

To be free of the weight of flight or fight 

that comes with hiding.

These fist were not meant to fight 

they were meant to write

these soft hands dare dream of paper and pen

liberation through truth and ink 

I’m too full of words to be silenced 

I am free, I am free, I am free.

Papi y Yo

Pedaling 

down Broadway

the oceans breeze

sipping sunlight

stored in our brown skin

pedaling 

lungs inflating,

inhaling 

gratitude– 

and you

60, but right now 

10, 9, 8, 7, 6

pedaling, 

childhood memories 

bridging time,

freedom a green frame, 

rubber eating asphalt.

Us, innocent and free

from the weights of life 

claiming our own liberty.

You, childlike spirit,

jubilant vibrancy of 

cherry blossoms 

blooming in spring,

pedaling,

pedaling,

You, looking back at me.

Me, closing the distance

of all the winter years spread thin.

Us, both 6

laughing uncontrollably. 

This right now is happiness 

Papi y yo

ridding 

down Broadway street. 

Bio

Alicia Hernández Coronel (she/her/ella) is a free spirited, Oaxacan born and LA raised aspiring writer and poet. You can find her writing in local coffee shops in her hometown of Los Angeles or rolling around on the sand at the beach and painting sunsets. She is a California State University Northridge alumni and as a DREAMer, her work focuses on issues of identity and culture. She is currently working on her first poetry collection with an emphasis on the issues that affect the “undocumented” community. Alicia believes in creating space for creativity, flowing and blooming to capture snippets of time and document life. Her writing is inspired by love and powered by strong cafecito.