The Day I realized we were gods -- Anita taught me to pour salt on slugs, watch them sizzle up, chemical burns, & in wanting love, I did as she asked. I never asked if their bodies felt pain the way I did — salt on my food, salt on my wounds. Pain, unamused -- they boiled over, seasoned & golden. I held many secrets under my tongue. The sun swept through in a rush. & Nana called us to the house, pushing away what wasn’t meant for us; We were holiness, a repetition in prayer, the faces she remembered even after forgetting our names, her heirlooms.
-- Alejandra Hernández is a queer, Mexican-American poet from San Diego, California. They are the Production Editor for PoetryInternationalOnline, the editor of HotWheels&HighHeels, and the producer of the Poetry International Podcast. Alejandra also founded a high school poetry club at their alma mater. Their work has been published in MantisLiteraryJournal and Azahares, with a forthcoming poem in Zone 3. Their writing explores themes of family, identity, and belonging.