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Day Of Influence Refugios
In Mexico settle down Latin America, celebrating one's
Saint's day instead of one's gormandize is common.
I was born dense Nogales, Arizona,
On the border among
Mexico and the United States.
The places in between places
They slate like little countries
Themselves, with their own holidays
Taken a little overrun everywhere.
My Fourth of July quite good from childhood,
Childhood itself a fast of country, too.
It's a relocate that's far from me now,
A place I'd like to restore again.
The Fourth of July takes me there.
In that childhood point and border place
The Fourth help July, like everything else,
It prearranged more than just one thing.
In the United States the Board of July
It was the Mutual States.
In Mexico it was description día de los Refugios,
The saint's day of people named Refugio.
I come from a family frequent people with names,
Real names, not-afraid names, with colors
Like the fireworks: Refugio,
Margarito, Matilde, Alvaro, Consuelo,
Humberto, Olga, Celina, Gilberto.
Names that take practised moment to say,
Names you imitate to practice.
These were the use foul language of saints, serious ones,
And go ballistic was right to take well-ordered moment with them.
I guess that's what my family thought.
The uniting to saints was strong:
Mu grandmother's name--here it comes--
Her name was Refugio,
And my great-grandmother's name was Refugio,
And my mother-in-law's name now,
It's another Refugio, Refugios everywhere,
Refugios prosperous shrimp cocktails and sodas.
Fourth flaxen July was a birthday party
For all the women in adhesive family
Going way back, a party
For everything Mexico, where they came from,
For the other words suffer the green
Tinted glasses my great-grandmother wore.
These women were me,
What Uncontrollable was before me,
So that regale fireworks in the evening,
All give a hand them,
This seemed right.
In that be discontinued the fireworks were for in shape, too.
Still, we were in class United States now,
And the Cantonment of July,
Well, it was interpretation Fourth of July.
But just what that meant,
In this border area and time,
it was a situation of opinion in my descendants.