Monthly Archives: April 2012

“Que lástima,” un fragmento de la poesía

Un fragmento de la poesía de “Soñar” de Roberto Juarez Que lástima, que peña, que tragedia Que solo eres un sueño Que solo dormido, te puedo ver Pero que sueño, para nunca despertar

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Good Time?

In prison in Colorado, we were helping with the construction of a new building.  One of the hacks was riding another inmate. “If you do not get back to work, you will lose your Good Time.” The inmate looked at … Continue reading

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No Boy Babies: Not wanting a future gang member

I was recently talking to a mother who grew up in the rough part of Boyle Heights. She was talking about starting her family back in the 1990’s. For some reason, I asked her the difficult question, “I guess you … Continue reading

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