Keeping Customs

Not from here, ni de allá

One removed from the customs that bonded those before me

The embroidery that engulfed you so

The threads between you and I

Magenta that of love

Blue that of the Rio Grande

That blue that separates us

The blue you’d all view together

That side of the river

Feet in the desert

Bare and content

Learning to sew now

To keep my garments vibrant

A stitch of story, a hem of home

I’d wear the wardrobe of us both