Author Archives: jeffersonbeavers

About jeffersonbeavers

Jefferson Beavers is a multimedia storyteller based in Fresno, Calif. He works at Fresno State and enjoys volunteering in the community.

On the Eve of Inauguration

On the Eve of Inauguration So what are you doing this Friday? asked my Armenian journalist friend who says he’s on sabbatical. I thought for a long moment and went blank, then I said something mundane like, oh I’ll be … Continue reading

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Poem: Chile with Lime and Salt

Chile with Lime and Salt My artist friend walked straight up to the counter lined with aguas frescas, a spot I had never even noticed before, and she ordered an ensalada de fruta with cucumber slices and syrup and tajín … Continue reading

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Poem: Turismo

Turismo With my back turned to the meat counter, you asked me how I felt and the word tourist came to mind. One time when I was in high school I mixed up the words in Spanish for “one more … Continue reading

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Poem: Miscegenation

Miscegenation A text from my goth friend said, “Oh great, now we’re talking about Black Lives Matter and Colin Kaepernick.” I knew exactly where that was going before I received the next text, and where it was going was downhill … Continue reading

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Poem: Truth-o-Meter

Truth-o-Meter It seems false or mostly false that poets, like politicians, would benefit much from a fact checker, or at least the present-day internet equivalent of “truth is not black and white.” I imagine all of my truths, my mostly … Continue reading

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Poem: Regret

Regret As ginkgo leaves fall, I think of the exact time I split your heart open. The scent followed us from Sunset Court to airport, then you were just gone.

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Poem: Remediation

Remediation My Chicano poet friend who rides the bus gave me a black handkerchief and a Black Lives Matter button today. This was one day after he shared a book about Aztecs. I pinned the button to my shoulder bag, … Continue reading

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