Loss and fondness
The bright light that I saw when you were born, as I felt overwhelmed with love and tears rolled down my cheeks, I realized one thing: life. Through the legends and the words of my land: I felt their hate. I became aware of them, of those other lands, of…
Read Moreletters that bring the present yore to-day
– Pops, we got mail from Oso, didn’t know you had a fan of that sort. – M’ijo, Oso is a fine, fine acquaintance of sorts. We were once to get together in San Diego, back in 2004 but I was on memory lane and far from the highwire…
Read MoreFrijoles de la Olla
He does it. But he does it because he misses the very things which he is far from. I’ve always argued that there isn’t a most fervent nationalist than he or she who is an ex-pat. So he sits there in the kitchen and makes food that he used to…
Read MoreEn el otro lado: un snippet cotidiano
Dear Diary: May 4, 2004 I went to the beach in Tijuana. It was crowded on sunday, it was sizziling hot. So yeah, there are we, strolling, me and my friend. So I tell him, let us go to the fence. It was corroded, the sea salt did it and the stupid army…
Read MoreBorder love
The black migra agent at the San Ysidro International (jajaja) Border Sation eyed him with the corner of his eyes. He had dropped some keys making a klinking loud noise that everyone noticed as the drug-sniffing dog passed by thus making the dog curios,…
Read MoreTijuana: Toxic effects
I wrote the piece long ago, for my few english readers who insisted that I write something about environment and border cities. The few readers that then subscribed to the rss flow even offered me an advance payment in the smal sum of 3 dollars and 25…
Read MoreToxic effects
To Tijuana, border city, most traversed in the world. The afternoon gave out a strange light for that particular hour of the day. It was infuriatingly red. The clouds carried a strange blue hue and the winds had a distinct smell of protuding carcasses.…
Read MoreSon las 07:07 am
Son las 07:07 am. Viernes. Enero. Dentro de 20 minutos se alcanzaran a ver los primeros inicios del día irrumpiendo la tela negra de la oscuridad invernal. Algunas luces solares romperan lo negro con rojo, azul, blanco, gris. Hay once grados menos cero…
Read Moreel placer de coger enamorados
Enamorarse, para un hombre, conlleva el acto sexual. Las mujeres son diferentes, para ellas el acto sexual en el proceso del enamoramiento no es importante mientras que para un hombre sí lo es. Nosotros, los hombres, no sabemos expresarnos dentro de las…
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