Yonder Lies It

by a tijuanense xicano: identity, religion, a dab of politics & wads literature @ 2¢ a pop – exegete at large

  • Federico y Wilde: Readings 2017

    MENIPPUS: My dear coz – for Cerberus and Cynic are surely related through the dog – I adjure you by the Styx, tell me how Socrates behaved during the descent. A God like you can doubtless articulate instead of barking, if he chooses. CERBERUS: Well, while he was some way off, he seemed quite unshaken;…

  • 星期五

    All day I spent feeling Friday the 13th it was an ominous day something bad is to happen yet every day something bad happens this time it felt specifically aimed at me mass hysteria though the winds rocked the yellowed leaves of the branch trees doomed to decry the fall whilst the gray clouds floated…

  • saiqueado

    In my blood runs Tijuas Caló Whether Espanglish Or Spanglish Them beats Pound dirt flesh Like a Smith Hierro Fierro A fuego Con ritmos turiquean y parlan netas a madrazos en el anvil We knew before thee gíüiri gíüiri wordsmith con fierro y a filerazos de la punta de la lengua Wacha Wachatelas compa Agíüigíüi…

  • derrames de ramajes

    hace viento sé el follaje mece a su merced corre por ái un dicho sobre quién mece a los arboles yo quizá pero no cuando llueve las hojas frondosas de la primavera acumulan agua solo para hacer llover de nuevo la gente se cree a salvo de la pausa y es cuando el árbol nos…

  • adamantium

    the nihilist virus wants to renew itself forever it wants a life and an imagination to last a lifetime to reinvent itself to gut till it tires alloveragain ceaselessly a joy bug who pukes in delight .

  • de esas de aquellas

    Mis huesos Vivieron En el Valle Hasta el cansancio Y La Voz del Pueblo Esquiniaba Contra Kawuila De a buche Habrí­a que pedirlos Para poder saborear Bien las 2am y wachar El farol de luces Recaer sobre las costras De mugre que soltaban olores justos para wacarear aquel walk of shame soltar cacharpas a la…

  • The Fifth Impossibility

    When I bought this book I was in serious depression mode. I felt I belonged so in glee I pressed ok, buy. I live in a so called ‘foreign’ land and I ache for my ‘motherland’. The attraction was mutual. Then. Time passed. I was vulnerable. So I forked the bucks through my Kindle tablet.…

  • Borrowed Time: An AIDS memoir

    I first read Borrowed Time, with that jacket, yes, in the late summer of 1996. My first and only term at SDSU which is to this day, I feel, my true Alma mater. Such was the impact of it that one April the 8th of a 2015 I decided to buy it again in digital…

  • Church of Spies The Pope’s Secret War Against Hitler

    I ought to add a category for books read on my Kindle Amazon owns though I pay for it almost everyday. So I read Church of Spies – The Pope’s Secret War Against Hitler. By a dude named Mark Riebling. A lad with a many credentials. He is not your neighborhood comadre so his research…

  • The calender

    I am surprised by the passing of time. Not that it has changed. Just my perception of it. That has changed. I wonder if that is how water feels as it traverses rivers and seas or stagnating in puddles. Though it befuddles me to no end. Here I am, end of February, and it feels…

  • 秋霜 (Qiūshuāng)

    In my bathroom mirror there are a couple of white hairs clinging to its surface. They bring my existence to a head as I am reminded of my autumn frost as the Chinese are wont to say. I find them peculiarly interesting in a way they make me pause my life to realize the fact…

  • dire

    Streets of N. This autumn 2016. The weather is fine, here in N. As I was about to walk & cross the cobblestone street to step unto the sidewalk in the narrow stretch of public terrain & a public road in the heart of the Swedish highlands I scanned my surroundings ready to saunter as…

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