~Matriz People have come, and some have gone Many leaving memories like Old grandma hands, tortillas on the comal My hands learning not to burn Then scooping up hot Creamy white jocoque in my youth. Memories  of  a grandfather Patient and present The varicose veins He said were from snake bites Then winked my shock away. I remember his [...]

~Matriz asked to voice our knots, display our tangles present them in beauty, fit for the public a contradiction, a delicate artful challenge thus this attempt, holding close the interest of we bombarded by so much sensation, news of abuse shooters erupt, thirst blazing, wrinkled with fears uterus empty of mothering, broken warrior gone wild [...]

–Matriz Rain, my heart is bursting Tears, for my son, my helper So many deaths this week Passing us by, leaving us behind Grandfather, Grandmother, Mother They remind us that all will pass Nothing stays the same, we too Must change to meet the seasons So my heart is full of crying Also of worries, [...]