Farewell, little girl

Farewell, little girl. A poem. Indigenous Raramuri girls, at a boarding school Cerocahui, close to the Urique Canyon. I was so hestitant to visit, perferring to give a donation instead. When Christina my guide looked at me with pleading eyes, I decided to accompany her, and was really glad I did in the end. With [...]

By |2017-05-22T10:00:41+00:00October 9th, 2015|Poetry & Fiction|0 Comments

Mine are the hands

Mine are the hands. For Juanita For Juanita, Elsa's grandmother. Back story from my Instagram account: Juanita is an indigenous Raramuri woman from Cerocahui, a small town at the base of the Urique Canyon in the Copper Canyon. Her granddaughter invited us to their home unannounced, and despite being surprised, Jaunita made us freshly ground thick [...]

By |2017-05-22T10:01:03+00:00October 8th, 2015|Poetry & Fiction|0 Comments