Editor’s note: for mobile users, this poem is best viewed in landscape mode.
Sara Borjas
The Garden
Here: what I know
and what I give you: a garden of particulars
a house: Fresno
my father: just outside its frame
these rows: faulty scales
I plant : my perspectives
ask you : how responsible he is
these versions : ____________
my father : his garden
his garden : misguided
my parent’s relationship
:
a glass house balanced on dead ocean
a valley : my father
his hands : order
white : want
white : family
How can he love : what dies
each fall : here
a true story: I expect
too much : I grew up
wanting to be white: my father to be white
an apology : that keeps
my own failures : from measure
I refuse : what he grows
I water : some garden
while he loves : me more
than I could ever : love him
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