My Leg is Baja California
by Judy Chen
My leg is Baja California.
The Pacific Ocean kisses it.
My tail is made of corn.
My belly is rich with sunshine,
the almonds of Central Valley,
the grapes of Napa.
My arms swim like salmon upriver.
My head is cold,
my thought is clear.
I yawn and the earth
breaks open like a walnut. 
“…the earth breaks open like a walnut.”