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Resurrección

 Zack Nelson_Lopiccolo
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Resurrección
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Zack Nelson-Lopiccolo is a graduate of California State University, Long Beach where he stole a B.A in Creative Writing and Literature. He is...read more one of two managing editors at Bank-Heavy Press, and Co-ediotor at Insomniatic Umbrella Press, a publisher of rarities, and Editor of the newly christened Whiskey Fish Review. His work has been or is forthcoming in LUMMOX Journal, Gutter Eloquence, The Mas Tequila Review, Tears in the Fence(UK), Short, Fast, and Deadly, East Jasmine Review, Crack the Spine, Pipe Dream, Red Fez, Zygote in My Coffee and Carnival, among others. His first chapbook Dancing with Scissors was released in June 2012. He’s been a featured reader at Beside the City of Angels: A Long Beach Poetry Festival, the Grand Park Book Fest in Los Angeles as well as many other weekly and monthly readings across LA and Orange counties (California). After losing an drawn out drunken cannon battle he waved farewell to Long Beach as his boat sank, and wound up on the shores of Lake Forest where he resides with his girlfriend and their cat, Sally.
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Jesus works at the tacos y mariscos
place two blocks from my cramped
studio. I usually speak to him in Spanish
because his English is still broken up
like tequila bottles  in the alley.

He’d gotten mixed up in some drug
dealing in his hometown (Nuevo Laredo)
and came here to reset.

It’s been three years. He’s always
working just to keep enough food
in the fridge and make rent
in his cardboard apartment.

I toss him an extra tip when
I’ve got it. We’re friends, amigos, both
know how life can beat you with a bat
and then push you in front of traffic.

His hours make it hard for him to get
his papers. His boss won’t give him a damn
day off. I got him the forms and he’s filled
them out. They’re sitting collecting dust
like comets crossing a cold universe, alone.
 
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