Eleanor is growing a chili pepper! Here it is, safe in its pot, along with various other finds. This pot stays on our kitchen window sill, a wee meditation on struggle, survival, and sustenance that quivers during an evening downpour.
"According to Don Armando, the number of pendejos, even as you read this, is innumerable. It has been estimated that if pendejos could fly, the skies would be darkened and we would enter a new ice age. The pendejos would get a severe sunburn." -Jose Antonio Burciaga
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