A Midwinter Sky
by David A. Garcia
The sun will surely rise
Amidst the bleakness of a midwinter sky
Where happy thoughts seldomly do come
At the spark of a match that I could never light
For I am just an erased mark
On a beautiful white blank page
Knowing that beneath it all
I am truly at home
So paint me blue and let me rest
The spring has yet blossom
With a sun that has yet to rise
Glistening and ready to melt this away
Until I am left skipping on patches of fine grass
Reminiscent of a winter that has come to pass
I realize that whether or not I was able to see
The sun always did rise amidst the bleakness of a midwinter sky
The Mask
by David A. Garcia
Often times when I look in the mirror I am met with my only fear
Forced to face the mask that I wear
The one my demons and I share
Questioning whether or not I am more than just a hollowed core
I swear that I only want to be good as all beings should
So I wear this mask for all and all to see
The mask of whom I truly want to be
Though what does it all mean when in my reflection I remain unseen
Are we nothing more than masks worn for our trivial tasks?
It is in God's will, it is in our will, it is just simply in will
The will to be the angels and demons of our own creation
Forging our paths to what we believe to be our final destination
As I am no saint signified by my mask's chipped paint
I have come to realize who I am beneath this mask of lies
About the Author
David A. Garcia is an English major at Mission College. David says, "During Army Basic Combat Training, you regularly heard that perception is reality. Growing up I was under the impression that I would never amount to anything.
The way I see it is that I come from nothing and will always be nothing. Both my grandmother's worked in the fields, my mother worked in the fields, and the men were mostly in gangs. My mother did her best, but statistics say if you're born to a poor Mexican family you'll always stay that way.
I firmly believed this until I began writing. It was in my writing that I finally felt beautiful. Whether or not I will ever amount to anything, I would like to continue doing what makes me feel beautiful."