Author: JulioSueco
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Swing’in it by
The clouds were in a hurry today. They moved like on a call. Giving out a radiant white look, they were cumulus on a majestic trek. I saw the wind too shake the electric wires hanging midair between the sky and the ground. A green covered landscape peppered my sight with pines trees and a…
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That one dawn
That night spelled out so many things, like a petate strewn on the floor. My brain lay idle awaiting answers. I couldn’t figure A from Z to be frank, and I was. Frank’s the name. I was born in Aztlan. And the rays of the dawn broke not only my concentration, it shattered my soul.…
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Barrio Warriors
I haven’t the slightest idea who came up with such a catchy name but let me tell you, it ain’t good. It is supposed to resonate in the mind of the gringo and it probably will. I can imagine some republican speech writer coming up with it in some smokey republican board room saying it…
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Aztlán es Tijuana también
Curiosamente Aztlán les causa pavor a ciertos mexicanofilos, más la idea de que Aztlán es Tijuana también. La idea se a manifestado en varias ocasiones y los que suelen expresar estas ideas de Aztlán o son crecidos en Tijuana de muy escuincles o son ya segunda generación que ven a México tan sólo como un…
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Xicanos as latinos
Whether Xicanismo likes it or not there is a latino force outhere to be reckoned with and it must embrace it. I say this because I have just been listening to Pepito for the past two days, an SF based band with ties to my birth city of Tijuana and a lad from Cuba. And…
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When strange looks meet
Despite my seven long years in Sweden am still surprised to find myself smiling and waving at people I don’t know. This oft more than not causes me to loose my morning cheeriness and wipes my Xicano smile of my face and a small Homer Simpson rebuke, dope! can be heard in the back of…
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It rains in the plains of Sweden
Well I can officially kiss the suntan I adquiered during my sojourn in México adios. Its been raining cats and dogs in Sweden for 6 weeks in a row now and that means I will probably miss not only the summer the rest of the planet is probably indulging itself in right about now (-…
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When thoughts dawn upon one
Remember my post unscathed and alive whereby i related a blogsphere incident regards Tijuana identity? What i failed to take into account and just dawned upon me to tell my Xicana/o readership (is one allowed to use indiscriminately the suffix –ship when one but speaks of two? you’re damn right one can!) is how ignorant…
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small town sweden
boy, have i said enough about the weather here in sweden? jíjole, me thinkest i’ve becometh too gringo like, pero i can’t seem to stop complaining about the summer that wasn’t. here we are in the first days of july and the sun? muy bien and thou? it has been nothing but cloud after cloud…
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Warrior-Poet of the Fifth Sun
The good offices of Aztecpoet.com were kind enough to send me via internet Luis A. López recent book titled Warrior-Poet of the Fifth Sun, innercircle publishing 2004. I must confess that if poetry has the quality to speak to the soul, Luis’s book not speaks but guides the path to be taken. This is Xicano…
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On the portent of being surreptitiously bitten
i felt the breeze-to-rain on my brown hairy arms here in these Swedish Highlands my skin rejoicing with the wind’s humidity the fresh air blowing icy comfort to my Xicano de Califas delight and in my mouth when i rode my baika down my throat an alien being in the snowy winter came in though…
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On Reies Lopez Tijerina & Reuters
I often find it amazing how America Gringa refuses to acknowledge some of its own history, twist it and bedmake it to sleep with the Other in its own house. I suppose it is easier for Gringo USA to see its own population thus. It is afterall, easier to manage since the Other in the…