Letter to Jovita Idar
I write to you across the vast distance of years, a star-dusted expanse of time that, if I might be so bold, has not treated you with the respect and gratitude you richly deserve.
I write to you across the vast distance of years, a star-dusted expanse of time that, if I might be so bold, has not treated you with the respect and gratitude you richly deserve.
He finds the most piercing connection in the parallels of his present life with his father’s past; both have been handled like disposable workers.
An interview with Houston poet & Watcha author Stalina Villarreal.
longing for “home”, this work explores themes centered around nurture, family roots, and a curiosity about my mother’s motherland in Rio Chiquito, Honduras. The privilege to go back to a parent’s homeland is one I take on with curiosity about the people and places that cared for my mother.
Calatayud conveys the undeniable indifference of the world in matters of feminine distress. In “Growing Up Female Around American Shooters,” the poet states, “To be female is to be raw 24/7”
It seemed odd to Christy that there would be a place to pick up ashes in between a Marshalls and a Michaels, but she supposed that’s what you get for a whopping $675 bucks; it was the cheapest option she could find. She had tuition to pay, and burning a body hadn’t been in her budget for the semester.”
It’s winter in Yonkers. My mother has taken me to visit a man who isn’t my father. He looks just like a Latino Freddie Mercury with his leather jacket and greased mustache.
People live their lives here beyond the more militarized spaces. It’s quite possible to not engage if we are privileged enough.
We might die without successfully changing
our names on a government database
but we know how to live, and we use our hands
like peeling rubber until nothing is left but smoke
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