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Prologue: Salvadoran Woman’s Lament

May 29, 2008
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Nothing I do will take the war
out of my man.

A war without zones, soldiers raped
his sister at home– then disappeared him.

He returned, his rib cracked,
chest scorched with cigarettes.

The room spins at night, he says.
Last night I held him

to keep him from falling,
he called me a whore.

When at last my man gets out
to become a new man in North America,

when he finds a woman
to take the war out of him,

she will make love to a man
and a monster,

she will rise from the bed,
grenades ticking in her.

Demetria Martinez

This poem was taken from Three Times a Woman.

“Demetria Martínez is an author, activist, lecturer and columnist. Confessions of a Berlitz-Tape Chicana is now out. It won the 2006 International Latino Book Award in the category of best biography.

confessions of a Berlitz-Tape Chicana

Her books include the widely translated novel, Mother Tongue (Ballantine), winner of a Western States Book Award for Fiction, and two books of poetry, Breathing Between the Lines and The Devil’s Workshop (Univ. of Arizona Press).

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