Viejo Cara de Hacha
I was in 8th grade, roughly 14 years old. I lived in San Ysidro, a border town on the U.S./Mexican … Continue reading Viejo Cara de Hacha
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The Sensuous Experience of Washing Dishes
The soap suds are purifying An immaculate act My brusque manicured hands sensually stroke the tainted surface of each dish … Continue reading The Sensuous Experience of Washing Dishes
My Tita told me I deserved to feel good in bed.
Two days prior to my Tita dying, she asked Carmen and I to give her a bath. “Escojeme una blusa … Continue reading My Tita told me I deserved to feel good in bed.
