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My auntie always says of technology, “Use it don’t abuse it.” I think its important to note all the tools we have with social media, youtube, facebook, wikipedia, google, etc. All these tools that overused create unsocial narcissistic behaviors, but when used effectively they can spark a whole new generation of knowledge seekers. We areContinue reading “Hip Hop Poetics, Spoken Word,Technology and The New Traditional Poetic Meters”

eventually it all catches up to you the sounds of mexican american birds condors and eagles without papeles waiting to cross trumps proposed wall waiting for the ghosts of your migration to become the realist adveture they have ever lived waiting for the memory of us to become some cold frame in the molding cornContinue reading “mexican jazz 152”

we  sing along the side of the road waiting for another mexican american jazz hit to come along the intergallactic radio dial waiting for tonatiuh to show us the way back home we are just sitting here knowing that the inevitable is evitable. ghosting away the silence of lost generations we have become both theContinue reading “mexican jazz part 151”

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chicano power red earth.                i am layered        snake winged talons of pigeons. and telephone poles   burritos. frito pie. azteca. hot cheeto  warrior enduring. sustainable. coca cola drinking              water rights  fighting hopeful singer broken down in the sentiment ofContinue reading “mexican jazz part 150”

welfare door jail doors project homes sons of tribal chiefs foreign people   brains and blood hearts of gold, codex, arte  musica deerskin       drum hides   greed and poison la raza comics                     breaking rebuilding fighting to            Continue reading “mexican jazz part 149”

  waiting for the snake skin to shed we become the overall song that our mothers and fathers sang they bled their names on this earth with hands and feet and backs and sweat this mexico. this nuevo mexico. this colonized land. whose native tongues are drifting. getting stuck in dried cedar branches pancho villa’sContinue reading “mexican jazz 148”

along the frontera the buried bodies get buried under the undocumented sun undocumented desert these bones disappear operation watergate these uncles, fathers mothers, sons and daughter bleed out the thirst in the coldest of heats in the buried shoes buried parts of clothes the buried dreams mexican centro american bones          Continue reading “mexican jazz part 147 b”

growing up mexican american in east los angeles you forget sometimes that there are bigger racisms in the world. or that the racisms are not part of the norm its a complicated border cultura that comes in waves whenever we crossed the border of east los angeles and into monterey park. there was a veryContinue reading “mexican jazz part 146b”