Sobre la muerte

“‘Yo no voy a morir de enfermedad, ni de vejez, de angustia o de cansancio. Voy a morir de amor, voy a entregarme al más hondo regazo. Ya no tendré vergüenza de estas manos vacías ni de esta celda hermética que se llama Rosario. En los labios del viento he de llamarme árbol de muchos … More Sobre la muerte

Question du Jour

My feelings about having good degrees from good schools, and about having enjoyed the schools I chose,  are guilt and shame. That is because I was made to feel guilty about my studies when I was doing them, not trusted to be able to do them anyway, and shamed for having done them when I … More Question du Jour

Prosas profanas

…[He aquí que veréis en mis versos princesas, reyes, cosas imperiales, visiones de países lejanos o imposibles: ¡qué queréis!, yo detesto la vida y el tiempo en que me tocó nacer; y a un presidente de República no podré saludarle en el idioma en que te cantaría a ti, ¡oh Halagabal! de cuya corte -oro, … More Prosas profanas

Des fragments de Z

What shall we be when we grow up? * This is a kaleidoscopic post. It was a narrative post, but now it is kaleidoscopic. * People have been trying to convince me I am insane for decades. * In Reeducation, we were taught that there was a choice between being happy and being right. If … More Des fragments de Z

That American Manner

It is hurricane season again, Z-titlan members, so it is time to watch the National Hurricane Center website. I have been to some parties since arriving in the United States and there was more drinking and lecturing, and less interaction, than Mexicans seem to undertake. It is as though we had been trained to compete … More That American Manner