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The Descendents Who Slipped Through History’s Fingers, 1539

by Juan Morales


In towns, the navel of the earth

they emerge


features of two continents

born to laze together.


Boys and girls molded in anatomies

with Old and New World bloods


unified through arteries and tiny hearts.

The high cheekbones and tan complexions


flare against fathers’ fair hair

and blue eyes.


They are children who stop loving tunics

swaddled around,


curious of the fathers

departing in pursuit of heavier purses.


No one knows to call them new children

of genetics. They arrive


in papers and castes:

miraculous histories hidden


in colonial crowds,

multiplied over the hemisphere.