Race – The Sound Hole

My true color

I speak the languageAnd mostly look the partBut you have no ideaThe color of my heart Many people have tried to categorize me as Mexican or LatinX until they realize that I can not speak a word of Spanish beyond “Gracias”. A few have decided that I must be Polynesian or Filipino. Whatever, y’all. MyContinue reading “My true color”

Hitching the wagon

I’ve always found that it’s really hard to get what I want. Not what I need, but what I want. I don’t say that to start a pity party (I can do that at anytime, don’t need to waste keystrokes on it here), but just sayin’. I also don’t say that to give myself aContinue reading “Hitching the wagon”