The Story of the People’s Tree ~Spaghetti Western Tour with a Sheeted Tenant~

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO. PART THREE, PART FOUR, PART FIVE, PART SIX, PART SEVEN, PART EIGHT AND PART NINE OF THIS STORY) Billy hitches his mare at the school building’s rail, where I had done the same when Rico, my toy horse, was still magically alive and kicking, and where the pink-tailed Seashore Cat had come to keep me company. Studying me … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~Spaghetti Western Tour with a Sheeted Tenant~

The Story of the People’s Tree ~Twice Upon a Time in the East~

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO. PART THREE, PART FOUR, PART FIVE, PART SIX, PART SEVEN AND PART EIGHT OF THIS STORY) We are in the Womb of Time. This cave appeared in the Literary Dreamtime when an ancient broken bridge was magically rebuilt over the Darro, what Nuevomexicanos would call a ‘rito’, a creek that meanders at the foot of … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~Twice Upon a Time in the East~

The Story of the people’s tree ~Warm in the heart~

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO. PART THREE, PART FOUR, PART FIVE, PART SIX AND PART SEVEN OF THIS STORY) CLING CLANG BOOM… OUCH!!!! The writer has just crash landed in the Womb of Time, shattering the frozen waterfall in thousands of ice pieces, actually enabling the water flow to timidly resume its course, one diamond droplet at a time. -Huitlacoch…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!! Charlemagne … Continue reading The Story of the people’s tree ~Warm in the heart~

My Letter to the Heavens for a “Literary Giant”: Rudolfo Anaya, mi papá nuevomexicano (Part 2)

A Really Miraculous Journey (READ PART ONE) I drove with a friend for 111 miles, más o menos as el cuervo flies, before our first stop in your land of origin. The whole trip was a bit surreal… It had started as a relatively warm October day, but the temperature was starting to drop significantly … Continue reading My Letter to the Heavens for a “Literary Giant”: Rudolfo Anaya, mi papá nuevomexicano (Part 2)

My Letter to the Heavens for a “Literary Giant”: Rudolfo Anaya, mi papá nuevomexicano (Part 1)

“PS: There’s no River, only the Ripples…” What am I doing with such a title, starting this Letter to the Heavens with a PS? Well… First of all, it’s been a while that I am treading in-between worlds among ‘Cocos’, COntrary COyotes, which have influenced me in doing things in reverse. Maybe instead of coyote … Continue reading My Letter to the Heavens for a “Literary Giant”: Rudolfo Anaya, mi papá nuevomexicano (Part 1)