Reyes Ramirez
the pupusa is a portrait
            of an honest earth:
                        the coarse burns continents,
            the auroral dough a sea.
water joined masa through tumult
            & sphered, flattened then crowned,
                        filled with meat & milk then smoothed,
            heat birthed & bitten.
no, the pupusa is an homage
            to the laborer's backhand
                        where scars simmer & settle,
            strawberry skin browns.
sweated flesh crackles on steaming metal,
            grease singing smoke loud then sweet over & over,
                        flipped & rested, an iris weepy then dry,
            ashen islands form & a back stiffens.
no, the pupusa is a documentation
            of every pecado,
                        the taut pink palate
            a receipt for indulgence.
a sheet of young wood pulp dims,
            then an emergence of weighty shadows.
                        a sycamore pith rises & splits
            & spits a globe of queso.
no, the pupusa is a bulging mirror
            to this sleepless face. examine
                        the wrinkle bowls under each eye & find
            another tired eye under another tired eye.
the cream sol bulges then sombers,
            sunspots & scabs black;
                        what can this light nourish
            but a body ripe with eonic exhaustion?
no, the pupusa is a portrait
            of this life, crusting & breaking
                        with every lick & tooth, the desire & gift
            of jarabe yielding to the shape of a belly.
crack open the soft disc egg
            & study its ivory thick blood & tender marron,
                        stretching like a timeline of grief,
            & lap the fresh veins.
from the book EL REY OF GOLD TEETH / Hub City Press
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Pupusas! You know them. You love them! I wanted to explore how food can be a cultural marker for identity. Though pupusas can be enjoyed by anyone, it is through familiarity, discussions, and sense of birthright that inspires deeper connections and meanings. The poem is in the form of an argument on what defines a pupusa, that it is through diverging experiences that we find unity. 

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