soledad con carne is a casually queer, intergalactic Oakland, Ohlone-based chicanx punk poet, working, poor multiple high school drop-out bookstore lackey, poet laureate of the San Fernando Valley, and blatant smoker sharing-trauma-with-their-mother.
a familiar sense of divinity
i found god—
on the 405;
at food4less;
in a burger and fries;
during a laugh
late at night
while wiping cum
off my thighs;
in conversations on bus benches,
while holding on to old questions;
when walking through crowds
on my way to meet with old friends,
and after leaving for
who knows
how long
again
—smiling with your dilated eyes.
each time,
god says hi,
after passively observing,
each time,
god says goodbye.
