TOY

They say I was made of clay
I deny it 
and if those words turn out to be true
I’ll place a white rose in my mouth
swallow it like a pill
and as they pierce my throat 
the rose’s thorns will tear me open
and the white rose will turn to red
and I will rip up that first story
and inside my body there will start to beat 
a red rose in the eye of my chest.

AJAUIL

Ki ijtoan na nech chijken ika achi zokitl
na ax nij neki, na ax ni ueli ni neltoka
uan tlan nelia nopa poali 
nij kalakis ze chipauakreconchaxochitl pan no kamak 
nij tolos ken ze no pajtli
uan keman nij panoltis 
i uitzo nech kechtekis 
chichiltik mo chiuas no reconchaxochitl 
uan nij xoleuas nopa poali
peuas nejnemis no pilyolotl
ze chichiltik reconchaxochitl peuas nejnemis ipan no yolix.