Ink spills the thread, spreading Staining, lineage. I could blink and it would be gone Hear that clear ringing? A tone crisp enough to pierce the film that keeps us clean in- side. Birds call, but not like this. In body ready to move, to pounce an eye on the lines, […]
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Crumbs dissolve on my tongue like Té with Tía Alina in the low sun. Inside, the gooey filling brings me to the apple pies mama stopped making after I turned eleven. Still in my mouth, the chalkiness takes me back to Cochabamba mornings, listening to the chattering voices and wheezing cars as the crowded […]
Zach knew he wanted a change, a change that could not be found on campus. The next step was figuring out where he wanted to go. “Going into the trip, people were like, ‘Yo, watch out, don’t get stabbed or don’t get killed by somebody in a drug cartel, get pitched for doing cocaine,’ like […]
A woman shrieks in the dead of night. A man strumming on his guitar offsets a serenade of melodic voices. Cussing intervenes the music as drugs are dealt. This is Night of Cultura at UCLA. In 2004, a group of Latina/o students came together to establish a creative space for the expression and celebration of […]
America, I was created by a woman Who suffered through third grade not knowing a word of English And by a man who fell off his parent’s car port trying to shoot his cousin with a plastic gun– A five-year old cowboy I grew up with Ella and Miles, And Radio Disney I grew […]