El trabajo de Emanuel Xavier es de los más que me ha impresionado.  Ví por primera vez su "performance" en el "Community Gay and Lesbian Center" en Manhattan.  Aúnque ya había leído algo de él, verlo actuar su poesía es otra cosa.  Su trabajo es como esos golpes que no ves venir hasta que de momento te encuentras en el piso y te das cuenta de que te han dado duro, te han tumbado y todavia te estan golpeando.  Este joven artista "performa" su poesía acompañado de algún tambor o música.  Emanuel ha sido tan generoso que me ha dado el honor de poder compartir algunos de sus trabajos poéticos en la gay page, para poder compartirla con todos ustedes.

 

Lost in the translation
inspired by Cheryl Boyce Taylor                                                         

Bring me a white boy who swears he is latino
& I will make him eat pasteles
bacalao
carne guisada
con yucca y tostones
sew his ass cheeks together
force feed him maltas
batidos de papaya
con leche de Carnation (of course)
watching his belly explode
into a million fatherless babies
poverty crushed dreams
and overcrowded ghettos
where police sirens nurse the children to sleep


Bring me a whiteboy who swears he is latino
& I will snatch him away from his corporate offices
his rich mommy and daddy
degrading him to a minimum wage job
where the janitors and factory workers
are his new brothers and sisters
aunts and uncles
struggling to buy the same banjee labels
usually charged on credit cards
while trading in his Long Island family house
with a roach infested, no heat apartment
his only worry not
whether to visit Becky at the mall
but rather will he make it
to work alive the next day


Bring me a white boy who swears he is latino
& I will bitch slap him with reality
because when trying to be
something that you are not
there’s always something
lost in the translation

 

 

Deliverance

 

Padre, perdoname
but where were you when I was 3
getting fucked up the ass by my oldest cousin
Palabras reminding me
IF YOUR MAMI FINDS OUT,
SHE'LL LEAVE YOU
LIKE YOUR DADDY DID!

                                    ...like your daddy did
...like daddy did
leaving behind a curious child
kicking preschool teachers in the crotch
smashing up aquariums
watching enviously
pretty little goldfish
struggling desperately for air
dying slowly
helplessly
like myself

 
Padre, perdoname
for trying to kill mami and her boyfriend
pouring bleach into their soup
thinking maybe he won't beat her no more
maybe she won't beat me no more
No more, mami, no more
because I remind her of you
with my pearl-black eyes
       my darker skin
       my differences

Padre, perdoname
for running away at 16
mami running after me barefoot
over broken glass
her legs left bloodied & blue
out on my own
lying to get by
stealing to feed the hunger
selling my soul
to the brutal pleasures
of wrinkled old men
wrinkled and old like my daddy
hoping one day to wake up in your arms
whispering how much you love me
needing anyone to love me

Padre, perdoname
for poisoning myself
with powders, herbs & pills
used to forget
that you abandoned me
when I woke up
throwing up
charcoal
in front of that nurse
wanting only to die
left only to cry
ma mi
         ma
               mi
Por favor, perdoname

but real men never cry
mami says faggots deserve to die
Wiping myself
staring at the blood
                       shit
                          scum
from the last trick
that once again
left me bruised
deep inside

Padre, perdoname
for breathing
for living
for wondering
                 where are you
                 what your eyes look like
I'm still your son
I'm still your little boy
Aren't I?
Daddy

     

 

Pier Queen Radio Blues

Flying high bove the Hudson River
the tranquility tingly, cristal like sensations
as Heaven's Gates appear through big, fluffy clouds
hello...you are on the air-
St. Peter...was goin' on g-i-r-r-r-l?
My name is Terence LaBeija-Xtravaganza-Dupri
you would W-A-N-T to have me on the guest-list!
Hello you are on the air-
My face is cracked
standing alone in the vast desert
motorcycles speeding by
the faucets 'drip-drip' dripping
feeding my anxiety as the end approaches
Hello...
I KNOW ALREADY, I AM ON THE FUCKING AIR!
GOD IS LOVE, LOVE IS GOD- WHATEVER!
I'VE NEVER BEEN PAST CHRISTOPHER!
Mama swallowed a bullet back at the piers
I learned that there is beauty in darkness
but more beauty in sound
Hello...you are on the air-
If I were to travel through your subconscious,
would you wait for me?
WILL YOU WAIT FOR ME?
Hello...you are on the air-
BACK UP BITCH!
If I were to...
St. Peter...
speeding by...
I AM ON THE GUEST LIST!
I SWEAR!
Hello...you are on the air-  

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Datos biográficos de Emanuel Xavier, demás está decir que compré su libro Pier Queen y lo recomiendo SIN REPAROS.  El libro lo conseguí en "A different Light Bookstore", en NY, puedes comprarlo a través del catálogo.

Emanuel Xavier is a twenty-six-year-old poet/writer whose first poetry collection, Pier Queen (self-published by Pier Queen Productions), reflects his experiences growing up gay and latino in the suburbs of Brooklyn and raised by the many houses of New York's legendary West Side Highway piers a la "Paris is Burning".

"Bushwick Bohemia", is the lead-off poem which clearly depicts the environment he comes from and takes you through a cathartic journey toward "Deliverance"; the emotional struggle of a victim of sexual abuse, "Chelsea Queen"; raw, unmistakably defiant and "Tradici6nes,,; reverberating the ultimate message of breaking traditions, letting go of the past and looking forward to a positive future.

Emanuel Xavier's work has been published in Best Gay Erotica 1997 (edited by Richard Labont6 for Cleis Press), Urban the Latino Magazine, phatiltude Literary Magazine and Ma-Ka: Diasporic Juks- Contemporary Writings by Queers of African Descent.

Emanuel Xavier started off reading poetry at open mic's for Bibliols and Surf Reality before studying with Nuyorican Poets Cafe Grand Slam Champion Regie Cabico. He has since performed at venues as diverse as: A Different Light Bookstore, Jefferson Street Market Library, the American Crafts Museum, Giovanni's Room, Borders Bookstore, the Gershwin Hotel, the Lesbian and Gay Community Center, Dixon Place, the Bronx Cloisters, Meow Mix, Jackie 60, New School for Social Research, Baruch College, Columbia University and the Nuyorican Poets Cafe, where he became a Grand Slam winner himself.

"Xavier flares disappointment like a challenge dance ... says Laurie Stone of the Village Voice. Chris Hayes of NEXT Magazine describes him as the "...fly-boy poet ... extraordinare"Fthat 11 ... rocks!" and Mandate Magazine calls Pier Queen a "well-crafted and provocative ... impressive debut ... "

Emanuel Xavier currently runs a monthly series featuring gay and lesbian poets of color at A Different Light Bookstore.

Pier Queen is available from Koen Book Distributers (606-235-4444) in the East Coast and Alamo Square Distributors (415-863-7410) in the West Coast.

For more information, you can write to:

Emanuel Xavier
Pier Queen Productions
P.O. Box 1573
New York, NY 10011-1573

or leave a brief verbal message at (917) 223-0652.

 

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