Natalie Diaz


Natalie Diaz was born and raised in the Fort Mojave Indian Village in Needles, California, on the banks of the Colorado River. She is Mojave and an enrolled member of the Gila River Indian Tribe. Her first poetry collection, When My Brother Was an Aztec, was published by Copper Canyon Press in 2012. She is 2018 MacArthur Foundation Fellow, a Lannan Literary Fellow and a Native Arts Council Foundation Artist Fellow. She was awarded a Bread Loaf Fellowship, the Holmes National Poetry Prize, a Hodder Fellowship, and a PEN/Civitella Ranieri Foundation Residency, as well as being awarded a US Artists Ford Fellowship. Diaz teaches at the Arizona State University Creative Writing MFA program. Source

They Don't Love You Like I Love You

My mother said this to me

long before Beyoncé lifted the lyrics

from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs,


and what my mother meant by

Don’t stray was that she knew

all about it—the way it feels to need


someone to love you, someone

not your kind, someone white,

some one some many who live


because so many of mine

have not, and further, live on top of

those of ours who don’t.


I’ll say, say, say,

I’ll say, say, say,

What is the United States if not a clot


of clouds? If not spilled milk? Or blood?

If not the place we once were

in the millions? America is Maps


Maps are ghosts: white and 

layered with people and places I see through.

My mother has always known best,


knew that I’d been begging for them,

to lay my face against their white

laps, to be held in something more


than the loud light of their projectors

of themselves they flicker—sepia

or blue—all over my body.


All this time,

I thought my mother said, Wait,

as in, Give them a little more time


to know your worth,

when really, she said, Weight,

meaning heft, preparing me


for the yoke of myself,

the beast of my country’s burdens,

which is less worse than


my country’s plow. Yes,

when my mother said,

They don’t love you like I love you,


she meant,

Natalie, that doesn’t mean

you aren’t good.





Literary Movements:


Anthology Years:




Pop Culture

Racial Injustice

Strength & Resilience

Literary Devices:


an expression designed to call something to mind without mentioning it explicitly; an indirect or passing reference

Bleeding Title

when the title of a poem acts as the first line


conversation between two or more people as a feature of a book, play, or movie


words or phrases repeated one after another in quick succession


visually descriptive or figurative language, especially in a literary work


a comparison between two unrelated things through a shared characteristic

Rhetorical Question

a question asked for effect, not necessarily to be answered