Melissa Castro Almandina

Melissa Castro Almandina writes poetry, makes zines, & dances ballet in their spare time. Find their work online, in zines, & in The Breakbeat Poets Vol. 4: LatiNext.

Poetry by Melissa Castro Almandina

Because I Taught Myself How to Read English

My father used to take me across time,
It came with us when we took the bus from Guadaliajara to Michoacán where
I sought scorpions, I hunted them, like I hunted ghosts
I was 4.

Children of the Dead

Trapped monarchs die inside
Before they become dust
It is cruel to see a monarch in
A cage, winged flesh ripped
In the name of nationalism
In keeping the wings white
What a cruel vision
To see fluttering dreams
Encased.

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