Since then, every day I’ve sought a new sense of being. I do not worry about being a man, that is, I do not worry about being my father. I’ve kept track of the days with particular interest in the jicama’s tuberous root. Whatever fear was was distilled to a single sensation, like a ring… [Read More]
Ricardo Hernandez
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(for my border poems) We can feel so much rage in this voice but show don’t tell This line where your four year old speaker leaves his abuelita behind reminds me of _______ & _______ check them out Pollero is a good word (is Spanish?) (italics?) We like the four-by-four its trunk we like the… [Read More]