More Salt than Diamond: Poems
By Aline Mello
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An unflinching, heartbreaking collection of poetry about life in the U.S. as a Brazilian immigrant, Aline Mello’s debut poetry collection, More Salt Than Diamond, is a true testament to the power of finding a home.
Born in Brazil, Aline Mello immigrated to the United States in 1997. Using her experience as an undocumented woman during a time of incredible flux and tension, Mello’s debut collection of poetry, More Salt than Diamond, speaks to her struggles while also addressing the larger cultural issues on an inclusive and global scale.
Lyrical, moving, deeply emotional, and sometimes painful to read, Mello uses exquisitely sharp yet widely accessible language to crack open a life in multitudes. She shines a rare light on what it means to be a Brazilian immigrant in diaspora, stretched thin between borders and fraught family tension yet belonging nowhere. Aline is poised to not only change the face of Latinx poetry in years to come but to redefine the power of undocumented creators and artists.
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More Salt than Diamond - Aline Mello
For you, immigrant girl.
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
—Lucille Clifton
Prologue
When I was little, I imagined I could control the wind. I would stand in the gathering of trees beyond the parking lot of our apartment building, arms by my side, and listen to a growing rustle, feel for a movement of my arm hair. When I sensed the wind was coming, I’d raise my arms as if I’d called it forth. My hair would rise with the gust, and I’d stay that way—arms raised, hair wild, wind lacing through my fingers until my senses would tell me it was almost over. I would lower my arms according to the speed of the wind. And the moment would be gone. I imagined it just enough that sometimes I believed it. I believed there was something just beyond reach, and that if I discovered it, my whole life would change.
This belief kept me going for a long time. A wooden stick could be a magic wand, a father could return after leaving, a new immigration law could be signed any day now.
When I Say I Want to Go Back
I mean in time.
I want to reach so far back
my arms return to me.
I mean when I pull the thread,
that in the unraveling,
dead grandparents and red dirt and my language
would come back to me.
I mean every time I think of home, I think
of the funerals and pregnancies
and elections and heartbreak
I missed.
I mean the word home reminds me of
the pet rabbit my sister swears was blue—
and what if it was?
What I mean to ask is,
how much is time travel anyway?
I’m saying I’d pay
with my English, my Spanish.
I’d trade in my books, my American dogs.
These twenty-three years unlived.
I Will Be an Animal
"These aren’t people. These are animals.
And we’re taking them out
of the country at a level and at a rate that’s never happened before."
—Donald Trump, May 2018
When the president calls you an animal,
you thank him and turn into
a whale, hidden in deep blue.
You move slowly. There’s no point in rushing
when you take this much space.
When they let you.
Sometimes you