I will be doing a few readings starting next week up until the end of October! I am very excited and hope to see some new faces in New Mexico, Texas and California.
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Tag: xicana
The Magician
The Magician lies to her child. Tells her child, it will all be okay. It will all be okay as she puts her on the Greyhound alone on its way to Colorado. Your Tía will pick you up in Denver. Colorado has snowflakes like you can’t imagine. Immaculate formations gentle and soft in your hair. Let them land on your tongue and you can taste clouds. Let them melt onto your forehead and you can hear rivers slithering and shouting. If you eat snow from the palm of your hands, foam will expand on your tongue and drip down your throat. It will taste like another time, a time when the water ruled over the earth.
The Magician was convinced that the planet Mercury carried her womb in the core of the planet. The Magician was convinced someone was trying to poison her. The Magician was convinced her seven year old daughter only spewed out lies. The Magician’s daughter was fragile pieces of skin and bones. A hunched over body, easy to unravel and grasp by the hair. The Magician heard venomous accusations about the man she adored. In the chambers of her heart, he was skill, logic, and intellect incarnate. He made her heart ache and vibrate and she was in love. She was convinced he was reincarnated from the soul of scientist.
La Bruja y La Frontera
An excerpt from La Bruja y La Frontera from my chapbook Interstellar Bruja (2016)
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Tarot
Tarot from The Pulse between Dimensions and The Desert (Ladybox Books 2015)
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Morena
Morena from The Pulse between Dimensions and The Desert (Ladybox Books 2015)
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Mentirosa
My pulse boomed in the room, bouncing off the walls. It felt like my ears were going to explode. My body was ready to dissipate into dirt. I was fed up. I was tired of being an object. A play thing. Here I am at seven. It’s where a lot of my stories begin. My bones ache from exhaustion. The anger burns in my chest. I kick the blue-eyed assaulter in the face. I squirm under the sheets and I fall off the bed. I run to wake up my older cousin and I tell him what’s going on. My exact words: “Luis is touching me where he’s not supposed to.” In El Paso, we live in a small one bedroom apartment. There’s a kitchen and then there’s the bedroom/living room area. Six kids total and two adults. Two beds, one futon, and all of our bodies in this little room. My cousin grabs me and he embraces me. He comforts me in his arms. He doesn’t question me. He tells me to fall asleep in between him and my two other cousins. He becomes my human shield.
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Past Events (January to November 2016)
Written in January of 2016: I have some readings lined up for the year and I am grateful to share my stories and to hear the fiction and imaginations of other folx in different writing communities.
December 15th 2016: Here’s a compilation of all the readings I have been a part of in 2016. It was a lot of fun reading with so many cool people.
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2015: A Year in Bruja Magic
2015 was a wonderful year in mi mundo. My first short story collection was published and released via Ladybox Books. I read all over the U.S. (Los Angeles, San Antonio, New York City, Austin, Minneapolis) and I met so many incredible hardworking activists, artists and folx in the Lit Community.
Here is the year in review:
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Rios de la Luz 