If you live along the border, you know what threat a border wall poses on the landscape. Not on just the look of where we come from, but the nature of it as well. We know the wall is unAmerican and unbecoming of this country’s dream. We know it’s act of xenophobia. That is ugly in the face of nature’s beauty.

I had the pleasure of meeting Edward Vidaurre several years ago. I’ve worked with him for a brief time. And had him emcee several of the poetry readings I’ve hosted. He is the author of I Took my Barrio on a Road Trip, Chicano Blood Transfusion, Ramona and Rumi: Love in the Time of Oligarchy & Unedited Necessary Poems, and JazzHouse.

Please enjoy today’s poem.

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