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Issue 40 — Maritza Rivera

Maritza Rivera


They still go missing

las mujeres de Juárez

in their factory smocks.

Copyright © 2011 by Maritza Rivera.

Mi Nombre es Amor

It's been so long

since I've heard my name

said the way it was intended.

With short round vowels

vocales full of sound

sonidos full of flavor

and r's that roll

some farther than others.

With solemn hellos

that ask for bendiciones

blessings from the elders;

the boisterous goodbyes

of too many children

primos, nietos and neighbors.

Our names play together

tell the story of our ancestors

identify their towns

villages and landmarks.










My parents



Stopped at the checkpoint

where they ask my name.

Copyright © 2011 by Maritza Rivera.


It's where neither here

nor there really matters and

no borders exist.

Copyright © 2011 by Maritza Rivera.


Shards of broken glass

remnants of a shattered life

crumble at my feet.

Copyright © 2011 by Maritza Rivera.


It takes time and thought

to select the perfect socks.

Feet won’t stand for less.

Copyright © 2011 by Maritza Rivera.

Facing Facts

I lay on my side of the bed

but you are not on yours

reading, sleeping, dreaming.

The warmth of you

that thawed my icy hands

and feet is gone.

We agree it is for the best.

I no longer inspire you;

you no longer make me laugh.

Copyright © 2011 by Maritza Rivera.


Maritza Rivera is a Puerto Rican poet who has been writing poetry for over 30 years. She has read her work in poetry venues in the DC area, New York and Tucson. Her work has appeared in literary magazines, anthologies and online publications as well as on local radio stations and cable channels. She is the author of two poetry collections: About You (1998) and A Mother's War (2009) and is a contributor to Poets Responding to SB 1070.

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