诗歌赏析：Barrio with Sketchy Detail

　　Barrio with Sketchy Detai

　　by Andrea Werblin

　　Except for the chickens humming to each other，

　　making themselves look boneless in the dirt，

　　I want no memory of this place.

　　I will leave gingerly.

　　I will leave strung out.

　　I will leave rocking on my heels in unbearable heat.

　　the Mexican girls still faking and mourning Selena

　　from their perfect cement stoops，

　　not yet sworn to the anger hanging

　　from their papas' mouths like cigarettes.

　　I will leave stunned， from across the room.

　　I will leave by instinct， my tongue intact.

　　I will leave understanding it

　　was always coming， before that night， even

　　before we met. Marta will stand quiet， a glyph，

　　Pedro offer beer in cups. We'll sit.

　　When I leave， the sky will be a gouache of scratches，

　　the morning sluggish， a cactus flowering.

　　Or I will leave in blistered dark. It will still be true.