Lauren Ireland
MY FATHER MEETS A MEXICAN
There are Mexicans with cameras
and fierce underbites on the boardwalk.
With sliding yips they are nearing
the sueded mirth of the beach.
They howl: We are Indians! and curl
among the conchs. Hector says he hunted
in Cuba for Che and high-heeled shoes.
He killed his first Cuban before
twenty-six and nursed a snakebite
in Galveston, Texas. There
is foam in his hair. The gulls amaze him.
He wants to take your picture.
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Date of Birth:
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April 30, 1980
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Location:
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Amherst, Massachusettes
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Occupation:
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Teaches at UMass Amherst
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Email:
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lireland@english.umass.edu
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Publications:
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Columbia Poetry Review, Phoebe, Spinning Jenny
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