oh, those forgotten swords that once
danced through our ears
and tantalized our bones
twenty and six alibis
strung together like beads showered
behind the sun
when, I wonder, did the valley ears
join the machine of vacant clouds
over shallow, cowardly graveyards of
who woke the dreamer?
told the virgin:
dare not shut both eyes again for I can prove
twenty and only five
Written by Brandon Loran Maxwell
Brandon Loran Maxwell is a Mexican American writer, speaker and essayist. His writings have appeared at The Hill, Salon, Townhall, The Washington Examiner, The Oregonian, and The Foundation For Economic Education, among others. He often writes about prison reform, immigration reform, pop culture, music, and Chicano culture. He resides on the West Coast.