July 2010
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Equis
Photo by X.A. Medina I once had an ex-girlfriend ask me to stop writing her love letters. She had a boyfriend now and wanted me to respect that. I replied there are worse things than being loved by two men. She didn’t answer.
Jul 22nd
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I, The Other
Photo by: Me The first thing I saw were her tattoos.  Stars, above her chest, and a sleeve down her left arm, her right arm was left untouched.  “She’s cute man.” “Si, claro cabron.”  El Poet smoked his hand rolled cigarillo and glanced quickly at the girl before returning his gaze to the cops slowly driving down Avenida Univerisdad in Rio de Piedras.  “Fucking pigs.”  He muttered as he...
Jul 13th
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June 2010
4 posts
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Chasing the Sun
“Chasing the Sun” Prelude We left for California on Friday.  Sat in traffic in Manhattan for about 2 hours and didn’t make it to Chicago until 6 AM.  Slept for a few hours, woke, ate, and headed to Denver. Not much happened between Chicago and Denver, besides a cop pulling us over in Nebraska because my hair was long and my friend’s skin was brown.   We spent the night at a friend’s...
Jun 25th
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Tequila Drunk
Photo by El Poet: http://lepoet.tumblr.com/ “Tequila Drunk” It was July.  Mikey had just made the trip from Michigan in his car.  Called me the day before said he was coming.  I was excited, needed some fun and Mikey was fun for sure. He got in around 10pm.  I helped him unload his car and brought his stuff inside.  He pulled out a handle of tequila, some MD 20/20s, and a 6 pack of...
Jun 25th
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Veruschka and the Rhinoceros
“” Today I went into the city to finish up on my petty cash for the last job I worked.  Somehow I came out $20 ahead.  I don’t know how it happened considering I didn’t cook any receipts or add fake gypsy cab receipts.  I put the extra $20 in my pocket, turned in my receipts and I was out of there.  I made my way back down to Union Square, and got some tacos on the way.  I checked my...
Jun 25th
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It Can't Stay Cold Forever
“It Can’t Stay Cold Forever” I went to the Upper West Side, to some bar called Sip Bar.  It was tiny, I got anxious.  We stood outside the bar, I said I needed to eat something before we went in. I wanted a slice of pizza, but four blocks later there was no pizza, so we went to Subway.  I asked for just a little mayo and mustard.  When they train you to work at Subway they must tell...
Jun 25th