VICENTE DE ZALDÍVAR
New Mexico, 1598
As Juan de Oñate’s nephew, I march
to avenge the death of my brother
who was killed by villagers
while trying to conquer them.
The Acoma leader Zutacapán
knows our weakness, this need
for food, as we demand corn, beans,
squash, and then more corn—the true gold
of hungry soldiers.
Fire.
Blood.
I seize Acoma and chop off the feet
of twenty-four men, in order to set a horrifying
example for the others. Yes, Oñate’s violence
is like a fever, contagious, destroying
everything in its path, including
my conscience.