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Doña Margarita

Given name of Margarita Bernabé Ramona Guzman. Husband of José Odilón Ledesma. Mother of Faustino, Manuela, my mother Christina, Emily, Catherine, Melesio, and Eduardo.    She lived a generous portion of years. I am thankful that I have shared some … Continue reading

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Sunset

Did you know? Did you really know? That the last time That you saw me was the last time you saw me?   Did you know that The last thing I saw was your tail lights glowing red through the … Continue reading

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 It Is Good by Carlos Najera

The Lord once made the Earth and likewise made the Sky. And when He looked upon his work, and saw what He had done, He saw that it was good. (Klaus Australis) I was nine years old in 1917 and … Continue reading

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March 5, 2022 by Joseph E. Najera

I am 74 years old now,   and I am drifting in and out of moments. I am not sure what they mean, what the silent muse is trying to show me. I see imaginary moments that never happened. I see other … Continue reading

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A Tale of Nena the Fairy by Carlos Najera

   I was five years old.  El Paso del Norte was by now a distant memory. The Imperial Valley was such a long way from here.  We now lived in a Mexican neighborhood. The people here were descendants of the … Continue reading

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Queen of the Night by Carlos and Joseph Najera

How excited you are! You have arrived at the age. You are a young lady now. It’s a magical age, Where everything is possible, And everything is beautiful, Where everything is joy and happiness, And tears are unknown, Where pain … Continue reading

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Don Carlos and the Backhoe Loader by Joseph Edward Najera

the cars                                                                                                                                                       with lights shining bright                                                                                                                       move slowly in line,                                                                                                                            straight and almost endless.                                                                                                                                               faces dark                                                                                                                                                   with sadness,                                                                                                                                                  suits and dresses  black                                                                                                                                                                     as the shadows of night,                                                                                                                                                           eyes glisten,                                                                                                                                                    heads bent,                                                                                                                                         bloodshot eyes                                                                                                                                        watch as the … Continue reading

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August Cool by Carlos Najera

(Dear reader: This is a rewrite of a post titled “Echevarria”.  I combined two of Don Carlos’ stories since they were about the same subject.) I think that I better confess. The heat this summer here in Mexicali hit me … Continue reading

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A Trip to Sonoita by Carlos and Joseph Najera

Morelos Dam. Laguna Diversion Dam. Imperial Dam. Palo Verde Dam. Headgate Rock Dam. Parker Dam. Davis Dam. Hoover Dam. Glen Canyon Dam. Price-Stubb Dam. Grand Valley Diversion Dam. Windy Gap Dam. Granby Dam. Shadow Mountain Dam. Blue Mesa Dam. Dillon … Continue reading

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A Trip to Sonoita by Carlos and Joseph Najera

Morelos Dam. Laguna Diversion Dam. Imperial Dam. Palo Verde Dam. Headgate Rock Dam. Parker Dam. Davis Dam. Hoover Dam. Glen Canyon Dam. Price-Stubb Dam. Grand Valley Diversion Dam. Windy Gap Dam. Granby Dam. Shadow Mountain Dam. Blue Mesa Dam. Dillon … Continue reading

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