Category Archives: growing old

The Blacksmithy Dawning by Joseph E Najera

Posted on October 20, 2014 by jedwardnajera

I open myne eyes and break away fro’ some private dreamings An’ I let th’ coulde air fill me lungs and check th’ sky fo’ signs o’ weather. Alas, I let slip th’ quilt an’ feel the coldness dance upon … Continue reading →

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Monsoon Highway by Carlos Najera

Posted on October 3, 2014 by jedwardnajera

I was here all alone at my place in Mexicali, trying to write an essay, when Olga and her girls and their kids came over with a cake and a gallon of Ice Cream. They sang the Happy Birthday song … Continue reading →

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