These Spanish Girls 08/?/93

These Spanish girls, children of
dictators of kings, these
royal snobs, these prima
donna private schoolers these
jet setting window dressings
had their black and twisted
curly locks shaped into buzzing
hives by Irish hands.
Ocean eyes
Ocean eyes in the back of
their heads, their black hair,
braided by your Irish hands.
They couldn't help their lives,
circumstances brought them here.
Maybe they weren't all that bad
those Spanish girls who hold a
memory of my mother in their hair