Soy Güera 

Mi corazon, an ivory-veined granite rock
tossed into the Rio Grande moons ago.
I want to float up, pierce the muddied waters
like a machete and fight for what’s right;
for mis hermanas, but I’m only half, not real.
I want to be one with you, but I’m güera,
I’m fighting my own guerra at home.


Fifty-six years ago when I was four. Yes, do the math, I am in my sixties. I am old enough to know better, or young enough to still have my faculties. At four was I old enough to know best? At fourteen was he only being a boy? “Just look into this tiger’s eye,” heContinue reading “I’M SORRY TO SAY THAT I DO REMEMBER”

Bluebird for a Friend

“there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you. there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out…” ~~ Bluebird by Charles Bukowski ~~Acrylic Bluebird by Carla Bates well I’m weak andContinue reading “Bluebird for a Friend”


At the center of the current chaos is a statue memorializing Robert E. Lee. It depicts the Confederacy’s top general, larger than life, astride a horse, both green with oxidation. In addition to many of Lee’s atrocities, soldiers under his command at the Battle of the Crater in 1864 massacred black Union soldiers who tried toContinue reading “METAL GODS”


Wearing my running shoes and favorite stretch pants, I was almost ready as I drove across the valley, still groggy and with a cup of coffee in hand. But when I arrived at the Universal Studio train station and then circled the parking lot, it became clear I wasn’t going to find a spot. IContinue reading “I GOT WOKE”