~Dolores V. Dona Cuca es una amargada A bitter soul If you ask me Mysterious how her pan dulce is so sweet so savory. When she is so cold so callous. Everyone complains about the poor, old, widow but there is always a line outside of Panaderia La Paz. Una dozena de pan and a [...]

~Dolores V. I am the daughter of the fifth sun Waiting for the promised one Ven a mi I am the everlasting weeping willow tree Resembling your abuela I bear the infinite rings of wisdom Escucha me I am the mother of this earth And of your soul Tu madre Replenishing the hole A brisk [...]