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I Never Had a Best Friend

1 Feb

 

That’s right. I never had a best friend. Don’t take this as a plea for help, or attention, or solicitation. I do not need anyone’s pity, nor am I taking applications for a best friend. I am just stating a fact: I simply never had ONE best friend.

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Remember

28 Aug

I remember those days
Of catching grasshoppers
And picking clovers
And tossing the ball
Till the sun hides at the horizon

And the neighborhood streets
Glow in dusk dark blue
And our skin glistens
With sweat, dirt, grass,
And scraped shins of the day
As the fireflies parade their
Stuttering light-show
Strobing around the backyard
Like tiny comets while
The call of the cicadas
Serenades us.

Your hand reaches for mine.
There’s a warm breeze.

You show me the dry shedded skin
Of the cicada nymph
That you found still attached to the
Side of the neighbor’s house.

I didn’t think I remembered.
But I do.

You’re still with me.

What’s in a Nombre?

8 Jul

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As a child, I always wanted a middle name. Anthony. Alex. David, maybe. Or even Jose. There was something mysterious or beautiful to me about having two first names (or rather a first name and a middle name). Alas, I always felt stuck with a name that sounded boring to me, that is… like the taste of an unsalted, stale cracker.

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Remembering Mom

4 Mar
Wedding portrait of Maricela A. Garcia.

Wedding portrait of Maricela A. Garcia in the living room.

My mother passed away in 1999. March 5 is her birthday. Although growing up, birthdays were not a big deal in our family, I share this post as a tribute to her memory. She visits me in dreams every so often. Lately, less so. As such, I write this recurring memory I have of my mother, albeit a nostalgic sentimental recollection. There is much more to this woman than what little is written here; she has inspired us — her children — to reach for the stars, to adhere to a strong work ethic, and to be kind with a heart full of love for everyone around us. I love you, Mom.

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Let’s Taco ‘Bout It!

8 Jan
A popular dish from La Macro in Houston. Photo borrowed from Facebook https://www.facebook.com/la.macro

A popular dish from La Macro, a restaurant in Houston, Texas.
Photo taken from Facebook https://www.facebook.com/la.macro

Taco. What does the word “taco” mean? I break down what a taco is technically. This is not a listing of favorite taquerias or an entry with recipes to make great tacos. This is a little scenic route through the land of language. So, take this overly analytical journey with me if only just to show you how my brain works. Even if it is just discussing one word–a delicious word, I might add–I always tend to overdo the discussion.

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My 2013 Flu

16 Jan

I am just now getting over a bout with the flu, something that I do not recommend to anyone or even wish on my worst enemy. After missing a week of work, my health is improving, but my head is still making me feel like a zombie plus this cough & congestion is taking forever to leave. I write my experience for personal archival purposes. I couldn’t find anyone’s experiences of going through the flu.

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Imaginative

25 Feb

Purple Moon source photobuket.com For his birthday, I gave my nephew a book I never read as a child, Harold and the Purple Crayon. Written by Crocket Johnson, the book is about,–and I love how Wikipedia describes it–“a curious four-year-old boy who, with his purple crayon, has the power to create a world of his own simply by drawing it.”
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