Brenda Venezia teaches at CSU Fresno. She is the director of Fresno Women Read, and a member of the Central Valley Women Writers of Color Collective. Her work has appeared in The Collagist, Puerto Del Sol, Luna Luna Magazine, and elsewhere.


Brenda Venezia

Golondrinas



After My Grandparents (and Pedro Infante) Swallows tumble from my throat, which is to say they are done with me, have done what they could in the dustbath, kicked up the dry earth in my soul — soil of Nuevo León y Texas y Illinois y California y más, maybe there's more, I'm still tracing lines in the sand that made me — and flicked it along their wings, threading my dirt through their feathers, plucking parasites from our bodies to fling out through my mouth like dissonant notes filtered out through wild birds spread together in a sieve of group song.


I have Winter Tangerine to thank for this piece, which began as a response to a rad prompt from their summer workshop application.



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