
Sweaty Mexicans
I spent two hours on the Cordova Bridge yesterday, waiting to get back home. Two hours — trapped in my head, observing. I can’t help

I spent two hours on the Cordova Bridge yesterday, waiting to get back home. Two hours — trapped in my head, observing. I can’t help

Being alone sucks. I mean being completely alone. My life was legally taken for many years; I was literally dead to the world. I was

I lived, imprisoned in the New Mexico State Correctional System–for 19 years. I was an impulsive, twisted being and it took many years before I

As printed in the Las Cruces Sun News on September 20, 2009. My family moved to Las Cruces when I was 5 or 6 years old. Things were difficult because we didn’t speak English, but my family worked hard to make ends meet. Life was good in those early days.

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