HeyJaredCarlos Ornelas
MesoAmerican Poet and Author from Lynwood, Ca. Member of Cal Poet Teachers In The Schools, Community Literature Initiative, Sims Library of Poetry, Chicano Renaissance, WordWorks. Books: Ketchup: Sopa de Gato, Villain's Vernacular: Poems & Stories
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Becoming (opens the original)
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Home, untroubled,on a saturday evening.The adult trap of unplanned parenthood. □Single parenthood dilemas:Trying to decide what to cookand what to overlook.Either, nada orcarne asada.□Thawed meat in sink,with hot water stream.Cookin’ for the kid,lonesome in the kitchen.□One shot of red E & J,that is what consoles me.I dont swig it all in one shot.I swig it while i cook.□Cook the meat,toast some bread.Mix some salad,dinner’s ready.σ
Sound Check (opens the original)
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Hip hop artist.trying to be a star.green rooms and backstage access.mingles with the artists,practices with the band.appears in recording studios,voice of his hood’s generation.The opening act, ticket sales, music sales, merchandise.He sizes up rooms like a taylor, adjusting his songs according to the audiance. sound checks with sound men.underground artist with mainstream dreams.enters pop culture and music industry.learns about contracts, publishing, royalties and such.he misses the days where
Pendejitis (opens the original)
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Concerned voices from the press express worrysome remarks.Alleged assessments of the president's condition.○is he suffering from altzeimers, Dimentia, or the measles.both stenagraphers and painters eagerly prepare their easels.○let us paint this realistic picture for your minds envision.and diagnose this vato, ‘without being a physician'.Mr. President, I'm afraid, you have got the touch of midas.I'm just fucking with you man, you have chronic pendejitis.“Pendegy-tiss?what the fuck is that?and ho
Molly Melancholy (opens the original)
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Molly, my friend,plans unannounced visits.Arrives late night, and screams in the alley.her voice shreeks through the window and jumps on my bed,bounces off wall thenlands on my head.○Pretending i'm sleeping,and then she starts beeping.Thats when i give in.I let molly win.I let Molly in.○her unannounced visits on Easter or Christmas,Or Ramadan, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa . . .she comes mostlyand lingers ghostly,to deliver tragic newsin a nonchalant manner.○she opens the fridge, sw
Anthems (opens the original)
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“I was dreamin’ of an egg muck-muffin!Why'd you wake me!?”All I know is what I know.you would assume my soundtrack is reserved for one genera or one tongue.but I have a wide pallet for the type of music that becomes the national anthem to the country of my soul.sometimes i feel like, the ace of spades, other times, my name is mud.lile the man who sold the world.as im staring at the world through my rear view and I dont ever wanna feel like I did that day.people are strange these days you gotta b
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