Gracias 

Gracias 

A honor to spit in our holy sanctuary 

Not swallowing our words

Projecting them upon these walls 

Into every soul who has stepped foot in here

And, those who have been present over the Zoom screen

Rich words that hit home

Sometimes closer than we want

Empowering us to work on ourselves 

Each other

The spirits of our artistic ancestors are felt as our soul lingers into every crevice of our temple 

The bricks behind me changing colors as new words melt into them 

Leaving my sparks of creations with the founders

Thank you to the founders and Miguel Algarín for our holy sanctuary 

It took me a long time to finally feel myself

Yours spirits have helped me discover this 

Gracias

Xoxo, 

The Deadpan Beanie God of the Nuyorican Poets Café 

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