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\u201clost in\n \u2026 the whirl of a gringo\n \u2026 modern society\u201d\n \n I am Joaqu\u00edn<\/em>\n Rodolfo \u201cCorky\u201d Gonzales<\/em> <\/pre>\n\n\n\nA la memoria de Vanessa Guill\u00e9n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n En el sonoro Arj\u00e9; ventoso, asfixiado:\n Fear no more the word you speak,\n In a place where no soul can rest from evil,\n Retaining the self<\/em> as it unfolds into a the yo<\/em> form.\n No eleg\u00ed to be<\/em>, sino que soy<\/em>:\n I am the one lost in the frontier,\n There is no whirl,\n There is no place,\n There was not path for me.\n I found a stepping stone, \n The refused stone, covered by mud,\n A mud that built helical yoes<\/em>. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nI am the YO.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nLa paradoja es que existo en la sombra de otro, \u00c1peiron eterno:\n Being born into a shadow that brought nothing but a paradox;\n There was a war, not one I call mine, \n But one that happened to mark me as a Son<\/em>\n Of this forgotten land, \n Creating betrayals as much as it has brought weeds,\n Land with arid soil and white mountains alike,\n Greens and browns and whites and reds\n Lined as a final shade of the western states.\n And what did you do?<\/pre>\n\n\n\nNot a thing.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nI lived in a time where O. Paz was strong,\n The Priato<\/em> was nothing but respect and fear, \n Nirvana was still crying for pain,\n Colosio\u2019s flesh was still red,\n As the new bloods were about to sprout\n In a world where you could still hear the screams of the\n 1992 fearless souls of South Central.\n That was your place, your time, and yet, \n You did nothing.\n Where was Chomsky, Monsiv\u00e1is, Fuentes,\n The soul of Octavio Paz,\n Or Perhaps the screaming and elegant voice of Fuentes, \n Protector of the dormant voices.\n Where was the Subcomandante Marcos<\/em> always \n Fighting with his light eyes of opulent force, \n The woken Che in a capucha<\/em> negra<\/em>.\n Poniatowska<\/em> protested from her loins,\n And we waited for a voice that could resurrect C\u00e9sar, our C\u00e9sar,\n That never would show up again, anger, anger, danger. \n Joaqu\u00edn was found again, once by Allende, Isabel,\n Not the other Chilean leader,\n But an industry-tamed feminist, \n Seduced by the towers of paper she stained\n And resurrected as a Zorro in a pretty film.\n Chomsky was still, statuesque of freedom, but pondered in a better world,\n Complacent voices filled a tower of elephant husks,\n Bloody husks that were stained by the tons of \n Rotten elephant chunks. \n The Narco was still not real,\n Was just a series of small shanty town businesses,\n But the beast was about to roar.\n Those corporations would be large enough\n To have full books of complicit yoes<\/em>.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nThe one voice trusted, was the single\n RAYO of the intellectual force. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nBut, where are you?\n \u00bfd\u00f3nde est\u00e1s? <\/pre>\n\n\n\nA social class has taken our voice,\n Our consciousness. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nWHO STAYS QUIET AND WHY?<\/pre>\n\n\n\nYa no hay voces que se escuchen.\n We are part of a third space where Black and White \n Are the main actors, and the shaded-raced, are nothing but a <\/pre>\n\n\n\nSHADE\n DE FORGOTTEN\n NOSOTROS. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nBut yet I ask, d\u00f3nde est\u00e1n\n El Ilan Stavans, El Junot D\u00edaz,\n El Don Francisco, el Chavo del Ocho (RIP), \n El Juan Villoro, the nicest caballero,\n El Jorge Volpi, the political specter, \n Cuar\u00f3n, kicked by the industria muerta del filme mexicano,<\/em>\n Zizek, voice of the Lacanian past and Freudian future, \n As Rulfo walks, or walks around without knowing he\u2019s dead,\n Gabo with a love letter, \n Lezama, quiet beloved by the one and only Cort\u00e1zar,\n Vargas Llosa and his discourse, as a frozen trident,\n A hidden force, a frozen poison flask. \n A G\u00f3mez Pe\u00f1a that is awake, and full of soul;\n A Junot that has a past that dulls his pride;\n A P\u00e9rez Firmat, A Pedro Palou, \n A Valeria Luiselli y su \u00c1lvaro Enrigue,\n A Felipe Herrera, A Yuri Herrera,\n A Paz Sold\u00e1n, and Liliana Colanzi,\n Waiting for their voices to be heard, \n To be (RE)discovered. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nThere has been a way to quiet Joaqu\u00edn\u2019s voice,\n Bowing down to look at screens\n Enchanting falsehoods of monotonic futures:\n There is no venas<\/em>,\n Only cable;\n There is no speech,\n Solo textos;\n There is no humanness,\n Solo hay fr\u00edo;\n There is no strength,\n Solo hay charging stations;\n There is no more impact,\n Only the shock will work;\n There is only numbness,\n No pain, no voice. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nThere is\n No \n I <\/pre>\n\n\n\nI am the YO. <\/pre>\n\n\n\nThere is no Joaqu\u00edn, nor paper to write on, we are a slate waiting to be written on.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Where is Joaqu\u00edn?CARTA ABIERTA \u201clost in \u2026 the whirl of a gringo \u2026 modern society\u201d I am Joaqu\u00edn Rodolfo \u201cCorky\u201d Gonzales A la memoria de Vanessa Guill\u00e9n En el sonoro Arj\u00e9; ventoso, asfixiado: Fear no more the word you speak, In a place where no soul can rest from evil, Retaining the self as […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":33,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[88],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1041"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/33"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1041"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1041\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1056,"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1041\/revisions\/1056"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1041"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1041"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alternativepublications.ucmerced.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}