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L'amour n'a pas de frontiers, reste
Car je t'aime comme tu es
Created on 2004-05-07 18:30:15 (#3077309), last updated 2009-11-06
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Basic Info| Name: | Cara |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1989-01-15 |
| Location: | Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States |
BioMy "About Me" can be summed up by a story my mom often recalls from my childhood:
"Remember when you were 5, and you wouldn't wear red to the zoo because you thought the bulls would charge you?"
Not much has changed except that I go to the zoo a lot less.
"A great city is that which has the greatest men and women."-Walt Whitman
Tony Went To The Bodega But He Didn’t Buy Anything
By Martin Espada
Tony’s father left the family
And the Long Island city projects,
Leaving a mongrel—skinny puertorriqueno boy
Nine years old
Who had to find work.
Makengo the Cuban
Let him work at the Bodega.
In grocery aisles
He learned the steps of the dry-mop mambo,
Banging the cash register
Like piano percussion
In the spotlight of Machito’s orchestra,
Polite with the abuelas who bought on credit,
Practicing the grin on customers
He’d seen Makengo grin
With his bad yellow teeth.
Tony left the projects too,
With a scholarship for law school.
But he cursed the cold primavera
In Boston;
The cooking of his neighbors
Left no smell in the hallway,
And no one spoke Spanish
(not even the radio).
So Tony walked without a map
Through the city,
A landscape of hostile condominiums
And the darkness of white faces,
Sidewalk-searcher lost
Till he discovered the projects.
Tony went to the bodega
But he didn’t buy anything:
He sat by the doorway satisfied
To watch la gente (people
Island-brown as him)
Crowd in and out,
Hablando espanol,
Thought: this is beautiful,
And grinned
His bodega grin.
This is a rice and beans
Success story:
Today Tony lives on Tremont Street,
Above the bodega.
***
So call me
Call me in the morning
Call me in the night
Call me anytime you like
My phone's on vibrate for you
"Remember when you were 5, and you wouldn't wear red to the zoo because you thought the bulls would charge you?"
Not much has changed except that I go to the zoo a lot less.
By Martin Espada
Tony’s father left the family
And the Long Island city projects,
Leaving a mongrel—skinny puertorriqueno boy
Nine years old
Who had to find work.
Makengo the Cuban
Let him work at the Bodega.
In grocery aisles
He learned the steps of the dry-mop mambo,
Banging the cash register
Like piano percussion
In the spotlight of Machito’s orchestra,
Polite with the abuelas who bought on credit,
Practicing the grin on customers
He’d seen Makengo grin
With his bad yellow teeth.
Tony left the projects too,
With a scholarship for law school.
But he cursed the cold primavera
In Boston;
The cooking of his neighbors
Left no smell in the hallway,
And no one spoke Spanish
(not even the radio).
So Tony walked without a map
Through the city,
A landscape of hostile condominiums
And the darkness of white faces,
Sidewalk-searcher lost
Till he discovered the projects.
Tony went to the bodega
But he didn’t buy anything:
He sat by the doorway satisfied
To watch la gente (people
Island-brown as him)
Crowd in and out,
Hablando espanol,
Thought: this is beautiful,
And grinned
His bodega grin.
This is a rice and beans
Success story:
Today Tony lives on Tremont Street,
Above the bodega.
Call me in the morning
Call me in the night
Call me anytime you like
My phone's on vibrate for you
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Schools:
City University of New York, Hunter College - New York, NY
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