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| Pristine Cartera Turkus, Artist |
She descends
Each December
Always.
Children, families,
Friends and neighbors
--Community strong,
United and fulfilled.
Hearts requited in
Immaculate souls of
Faith and Love.
In Her honor
A feast of
Tacos, frijoles negros;
Mole poblano y
Arroz, guacomole;
Flan con cajeta y
Café con leche.
Danzantes strutting in
Vibrant feathers;
Concheros strumming
Charangos of shell;
The pulsating percussion of
Teponaztlis, guidos, maracas-
Intoxicating tribal rhythms
Cathartic.
There are no teachers
Only students:
We are one, not more or less.
A perfect alchemy
Of the very best in us
Turned to gold.
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