there are places in the sun . where we can remember all the parts that are mexican . all the parts that are pre-american. all the parts that were placed in slave ships and reside in the wings of our spines there are places in the sun. where we become the memory of our fathersContinue reading “mexican jazz parte 62”
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mexican jazz 61
along the frontera my tongue lives there my corazon lives there. we are the border talkers between spanish ingles y the inbetween lenguas someone bought your frida khalo friday portriat but they hate your zapata bunny feet abstract painting maybe you should consider reselling your tongue to mexican american ghosts to see if there willContinue reading “mexican jazz 61”
mexican jazz part 60
there is a place in the inbetween. where we become the traffic of narco trafficantes there is a place in between where we become the traffic of libro trafficantes there is a border in between those borders. where we are trying desperately to save our children our selves and the real story behind these smokingContinue reading “mexican jazz part 60”
when
When When a poet that struck our soul dies. we are always left with a gap of dreams and ghosts left behind by words not written. not spoken the gathered winds of their breath no longer present. we are left with the layered presente notions of what does that vacuum inside of us mean. inContinue reading “when”
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