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  1. Apr 2025
    1. went casting obscurantism across the page: the shadows had long dried into a fierce solid state. And Bigfoot Wallace had always been my teacher’s hero, and, what’s worse, I believed it, oh, how we all believed it.

      History books whitewash history while hiding many of the facts of what happened, figures such as Bigfoot Wallace are seen as heroic meanwhile the institutions they worked for (Such as the Rangers) committed atrocities against innocent people in the name of expansion, colonialism, and racism.

    2. The dewdrops in, if you know what I mean. The saliva moved in her, the girl says. Moved in, I say,settled into that empty space, and grew

      A metaphor for pregnancy/sex? Maybe an allusion to how someone could get pregnant by someone they don't truly love/doesn't truly love them?

    3. Quiero ser tuya. Only yours. Only you.Quiero amarte. Atarte. Amarrarte.

      She's proclaiming her love, her need, her want for the person, as seen by "amarte. Atarte. Amarrarte" or "love you. Tie you. Tie you up."

    4. Tlazoltotl

      Tlazoltotl is the Aztec goddess of both sin and purification, impurity and growth, I think Cisneros chose to use this deity specifically because it represents the duality of identity, some good, some bad, but a sense of growth and pride in it regardless.

    5. Popocatepetl/Ixtacchuatl

      Both of these are volcanic mountains in Mexico, with some eruptions from Popocatepetl being believed to be larger than some Mt. St. Helens eruptions.

    6. Debris lay underfoot. Overgrown weedsscraped my legs as I streamed past;recalling the song of bulletsthat whirred in the wind.

      As the concrete river acts as a metaphor for his mind, the weeds and debris act as a metaphor for the challenges/pains of life, something that he runs past regardless of how much they hurt or scrape him.

    7. When all was gone,the concrete riverwas always thereand me, always running.

      Despite life's challenges, he always had a place to return to, his thoughts/the concrete river, and he always ran/never gave up.

    8. Once my little sisterran barefoot across the hot sandfor a taste.My mother roared like the ocean,“No. No. It’s their beach.It’s their beach.”

      Despite them not living near the beach, nor being from the area, the beach is still treated as "theirs" an issue seen in many tropical areas that have lots of tourism, such as Mexico, Hawaii, and Puerto Rico.

    9. Every morning my brother makesthe cool beach new for them.With a wooden board he smoothsaway all footprints.

      Her brother works to give the image of a perfect beach to accommodate the tourists, despite them (as seen later in the poem) not being allowed on it.

    1. He loved boxing, though. He knew the names of all the Mexican fighters as if they lived here, as if they were Dodgers players, like Steve Sax or Steve Yeager, Dusty Baker, Kenny Landreaux or Mike Marshall, Pedro Guerrero. Roque did know about Fernando Valenzuela, as everyone did, even his mom, which is why she agreed to let Roque take them to a game

      Roque, despite not being a huge fan of baseball, takes Erick out, in an attempt to connect with him but also show him that he loves not just Erick's mother, but Erick as well.

    2. He moved slow, he talked slow, as quiet as night. He only ever said yes to Erick’s mom. How could she not like him for that? He loved her so much—anybody could see his pride when he was with her.

      Roque was more ordinary than the other men, quieter than the other men, nicer than the other men, but more importantly, he loved Erick's mother, and truly cared for her, more than the other men.

    3. His mom was saying something, and Roque, too, and then, finally, it was just him and that ball and his stinging hands.

      He was so shocked by his catch that everything froze around him, he wasn't just at a game, or just watching his favorite players, he was experiencing the feel, holding a ball they had played with, and he was able to experience this because Roque had shown him more actual care and attention than any of the other men had.

    4. Erick couldn’t hear. He could see only his mom ahead of him. She was talking to Roque, Roque was talking to her. Roque was the proudest man, full of joy because he was with her. It wasn’t his fault he wasn’t an engineer.

      Erick sees Roque for who he is, and that he genuinely loves his mother, and because of that, Erick doesn't care about the note, nor the fact that Roque isn't rich, only that Roque cares.

    5. It wasn’t just because Roque didn’t have a swimming pool or horses or a big ranch house. There wasn’t much to criticize except that he was always too willing and nice, too considerate, too generous.

      Erick isn't used to people being nice, or kind, just for the purpose of being nice, or because they are genuinely good people. He's suspicious because he doesn't understand that the men before, like the engineer weren't actually caring or good, despite many of them being rich or wealthy.

    6. There were rocks everywhere, and scorpions and tarantulas and rattlesnakes, and vultures and no trees and not much water, and skinny dogs and donkeys, and ugly bad guys with guns and bullet vests who rode laughing into town to drink and shoot off their pistols and rifles,

      The closest experience he has, in his memory, as to what Mexico is like, is what he sees on TV, stereotypes, making the country seem simple, dangerous, and scary, such as how old westerns and cowboy movies do.

    1. I must fight                and win this struggle                for my sons, and they                must known from me                who I am.

      A fight in order for his sons, literal or not, to be able to have a better life, where they don't have to sacrifice their spirit for financial security.

    2. I look the same                I feel the same

      Despite the many labels, and many names, these people have the same origins, same history, share culture, and intertwine with each other, regardless of how they are divided or defined, or what they are called.

    3. I am Aztec prince and Christian Christ.                I SHALL ENDURE!                I WILL ENDURE!

      He is a duality between two cultures, between European and Native, between Mexican and Spanish, between Mexican and American, but decides to endure, and keep fighting because that is what his spirit wants.

    4. I bleed as the vicious gloves of hungercut my face and eyes,as I fight my way from stinking barriosto glamour of the ringand lights of fameor mutilated sorrow.

      The author, Rodolfo "Corky" Gonzales, displays his experiences in using boxing as an escape from both financial and also social hardship, but also exposes another example of similarity between the U.S. and Mexico which are the two countries with the most boxing champions, with many of the U.S.'s champions being of Mexican descent, such as Vergil Ortiz Jr. and Oscar De La Hoya.

    5. I have been the bloody revolution,the victor,the vanquished.I have killed and been killed.                I am the despots Díaz                and Huertaand the apostle of democracy,                Francisco Madero.

      Because of Joaquin's identity as a mixed person, a mestizo, he identifies with both sides of his history, as both the Native and the Spaniard.

    6. The crown was gone                        but all its parasites remained                        and ruled                        and taughtwith gun and flame and mystic power.

      Parasites, such as racism and classism left behind by the Spanish Empire, continued to rule and eventually led to another war less than a hundred years later, the Mexican Revolution.

    7. the paradox ofvictory of the spirit,despite physical hunger,                orto exist in the graspof American social neurosis,sterilization of the souland a full stomach.

      The hardship that comes when having to choose between abandoning your culture for financial/social safety and continuing to practice/celebrate your culture but sacrifice economic opportunity can be soul crushing, yet was a hardship that many Mexican immigrants and Mexican Americans were forced to face.