I am a man who eats tacos at 271 Starr St, Brooklyn.
I am a man who listens to the stereo-types; online radio —WFMU.
I am the friend of the lonely atomic ant.
I am an undocumented Mexican immigrant. (Not for long.)
I am Joaquin Murietta, who killed 31 men.
I am the poet of the desert who lives near the East River.
I am a foreign transwoman who came to the U.S. on a boat.
I am the brown light skin guy from northern Mexico.
I am the two hands against the violence of arch.
I am the fart bomb, mistaken for terrorism in a Christian Church.
I am a slang Spanish dictionary with a tremendous lexicon.
I am a Bernie Sanders supporter even thought I couldn’t vote.