Poem Collection “Yo soy de Mexico”
Tayana Osuna, arts & culture editor
Just in case
What are you gonna say
Practice it
Say it, say it!
Mi Apa es de Mexico.
Say it again
Mi Apa es de Mexico.
Ok
Ok ok ok
They finish discussing their decisions
And order
They order in
English
Defeat
Of course
Why would they order in Spanish?
Look at me
The father asks, in Spanish, to his son
“Y las cucharas.”
They’re right here.
Uh ohh
I outed myself
Isn’t that what I wanted?
Yes? No? Maybe? No. definitely not
But it doesn’t matter
Because he doesn’t ask
He doesn’t ask how I know Spanish
He just says thank you, in english
And leaves
Double defeat
This is why
I always practice saying
Mi Apa es de Mexico
And not
Yo soy de Mexico
Because even I don’t believe it
“¿Tienen jarritos de mandarin?”
I ask
She does her best
To hide it
To hide her shock
She manages it better than most people do
“Si.”
I nod to confirm my order
I nod instead of speaking in spanish
Again
I’m shaken
I’ve lost all confidence
She did alright, but not enough
I still saw it
I saw her eyes widen
And her posture change
I start to panic
I start to dissolve
But when I awkwardly smile
She smiles back
Her eyes even light up
And so do mine