THE TWIST
We got to working on your finger snapping
first. Until you did it without missing a beat.
Fling out your elbows!
Turn your knees to rubber!
Like your life depended on it.
We made you believe you looked
cool, hermano. Twitchy, pint-sized swinger,
little Cuban Elvis in short pants and a cowlick.
This was your first, your easiest
step. Chubby Checker was next.
Now, are you ready to do the twist?
You wore your suit like a scratchy
blanket, little bow tie and jacket,
perfectly creased long pants, a crew cut.
Crayons and Superman lunch box in hand,
you took your place with us.
Mami made sure we looked good
on the outside, that the
world would never point to us and say less than.
Who knew the real damage
was done on the inside?
You begged me to teach you to ride
a two-wheeler. All the other kids
knew how. You’re too short,
I said. You can’t reach
the pedals. Wait till you grow.
I don’t wanna wait till I grow,
you said. Please, okay? Please.
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