My Spanish

When people ask me what my Spanish sounds like,

I stutter.

I bite my lips, 'cause sometimes

I don't know how to explain it.

My Spanish is not defined by just one thing.

My Spanish is "Siesta y cervecita"

and "empanadas y frescolita."

My Spanish is Madrileño

with a mix of Caraqueño

and a pinch of Maracucho;

I do not know where I got that from.

My Spanish is lawless and expressive.

My Spanish is smart and will adapt

depending on who I'm talking to.

My Spanish is sentimental.

It will change from one side to the other,

depending on which country I'm missing at the moment.

Jumping borders, ignoring tolls.

My Spanish doesn't owe explanations.

My Spanish shall lazily roll "R's."

My Spanish shall slip through "S's."

My Spanish shall step on toes while dancing.

My Spanish will not apologize for not being perfect,

and neither should yours.

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