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IN COLORADO MY FATHER SCOURED AND STACKED DISHES
(Eduardo C. Corral)

in a Tex-Mex restaurant. His co-workers,
unable to utter his name, renamed him Jalapeño.
If I ask for a goldfish, he spits a glob of phlegm
into a jar of water. The silver letters
on his black belt spell Sangrón. Once, borracho,
at dinner, he said: Jesus wasn’t a snowman.
Arriba Durango. Arriba Orizaba. Packed
into a car trunk, he was smuggled into the States.
Frijolero. Greaser. In Tucson he branded
cattle. He slept in a stable. The horse blankets
oddly fragrant: wood smoke, lilac. He’s an illegal.
I’m an Illegal-American. Once, in a grove
of saguaro, at dusk, I slept next to him. I woke
with his thumb in my mouth. ¿No qué no
tronabas, pistolita? He learned English
by listening to the radio. The first four words
he memorized: In God We Trust. The fifth:
Percolate. Again and again I borrow his clothes.
He calls me Scarecrow. In Oregon he picked apples.
Braeburn. Jonagold. Cameo. Nightly,
to entertain his cuates, around a campfire,
he strummed a guitarra, sang corridos. Arriba
Durango. Arriba Orizaba. Packed into
a car trunk, he was smuggled into the States.
Greaser. Beaner. Once, borracho, at breakfast,
he said: The heart can only be broken
once, like a window. ¡No mames! His favorite
belt buckle: an águila perched on a nopal.
If he laughs out loud, his hands tremble.
Bugs Bunny wants to deport him. César Chávez
wants to deport him. When I walk through
the desert, I wear his shirt. The gaze of the moon
stitches the buttons of his shirt to my skin.
The snake hisses. The snake is torn.

LITerally Podcast, Ep. 19 Eduardo Corral: During the Utah Humanities Book Festival, we got to sit down with Poet Eduardo Corral and talk about his debut collection of poetry, Slow Lightning, and his forthcoming work. We took great questions from the audience and ended the evening with a good laugh. #literally
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Podcast link in bio, or search "The Banyan Collective" in iTunes, Stitcher, or Google. ⠀
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#poetry #literature #podcast #poem #poetsociety #poet #tale #story #writing #utahhumanities #utah #ogden #myogden #thisisogden #podcasting #podcaster #podernfamily #lightning #laugh #cry #love #ogdenarts #eduardocorral

#riotgrams October Day 15: Poetry. I've gotten a bit behind on this challenge 😥But I'm back, and with a genre that has never been my favorite, though I do have an appreciation for it. I was fortunate to hear #eduardocorral speak while I was in grad school, and I fell in love with his poetry. #slowlightning #ohthethingsthatcomeoutofyourmouth #poetry #bookstagram

It's #nationalpoetryday. Here's a fav #eduardocorral

El JURADO esta pendiente de ti.
#concurso Latin American Ilustración 6
#MaruAguzzi @gran_salon México #GSM - ARGENTINA / MÉXICO
Antonio de Luca @tonydeluxxx @nytimes - CANADA / USA
 Santiago Solís @santiagosolism#EstudioManodePapel - MÉXICO
@ogamendonca Formerly at Editora Globo - BRAZIL
John Stanford Cricket Media @cricketmediainc - USA

Cerramos pronto. Entra aquí: https://www.ai-ap.com/cfe/latin/

#Ilustración de LAI4 @tlalocorral #eduardocorral #tlaloc
#arte #artista #ilustrador #ilustración #ilustração #illustration #illustrator

The International JURY 
Latin American Ilustración 6 Call for Entries
#MaruAguzzi @gran_salon México #GSM - ARGENTINA / MÉXICO
Antonio de Luca @tonydeluxxx @nytimes - CANADA / USA
 Santiago Solís @santiagosolism#EstudioManodePapel - MÉXICO
@ogamendonca Formerly at Editora Globo - BRAZIL
John Stanford Cricket Media @cricketmediainc - USA

Closing soon. Enter HERE : https://www.ai-ap.com/cfe/latin/

#illustration LAI4 winner @tlalocorral #eduardocorral #tlaloc
#art #artist #illustrator #illustration

“Abandoned by his coyote, my
father, sand seething beneath
his sneakers,  trekked
through  southern Arizona:
maze of acacia  and cholla
cold sweat cut  his face like
a razor  in his pocket: a fine-
tooth comb,  dice, & a photo
of a girl playing a violin  on
the third day,  he picked up
a rock,  killed a blue lizard
with a single strike  he tore it
apart,  shoved guts & bones
into his mouth  the first
time I knelt for a man,  my
lips  pressed to his zipper,
I suffered  such hunger “ - Eduardo C. Corral
#EduardoCorral #Want #SlowLightning #Poetry #Poemas #Read #TheGiftOfReading #Friday #Viernes

I don't remember why I captured this, but it's dope as hell. #yale #youngerpoets #slowlightning #eduardocorral #poets #poetry

Amazing reading yesterday with Eduardo Corral. A real treat. Thank you @idunnowheredoyouwannaeat for the photo... #eduardocorral @unamuno.author.series

Terrific mind blowing heart opening life changing poetry reading tonight in Madrid at desperate literature.Thank you Eduardo Corral. #eduardocorral #desperateliterature

Eduardo Corral reads this beautiful poem on unrequited love as a little sneak preview for this Friday's event in collaboration with @unamuno.author.series | #eduardocorral

Eduardo purple reading #eduardocorral

"Sometimes my master soared so high/ I ceased to blacken the earth./ What became of me in those moments?" -Monologue of a Vulture's Shadow. Fuck me up Eduardo Corral. Drowning in Slow Lightning tonight. #poetry #sodamngood #eduardocorral #books

Cuando quieres desaparecer por unos días en las montañas pero no sabes cuales libros quieres llevar. #trip #preparation #books #libros #poesia #poetry #travel #booklove MarioBenedetti #NicanorParra #ErnestoCardenal #GiocandoBelli #EduardoCorral #NatalieDiaz

Excerpt from "Poem after Frieda Kahlo’s Painting The Broken Column" by Eduardo Corral from his book Slow Lightning. Life feels like a series of largely painful moments and poetry/music/art seems like how the most glorious agony can be healed.
Every time I have lashed out, run away from or sabotaged love/intimacy, was some reliving of that which I experienced in childhood. Some underlying mechanism persisted that led me to live as though love and intimacy could not coexist because there was simply no precedent/model. Finally beginning to get professional therapeutic help and it makes me realize that it was part my own collusion in the delusion that we can do powerful work alone. Even in our greatest solitude we carry with us all that anyone has ever taught us, be it embodying and accessing ancestors or the sheer divinity of interbeing. I hurt but I also laugh, sing, dance, cry, scream and commune. I drank too much coffee yesterday n barely slept; this is def the most appropriate forum to share such sincerity!!! #eduardocorral #poem

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