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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.