Full Moon Over The Sea Of Cortez (January 25, 2016) Image by kenne
I had a paper moon. Stamped and certified. Mine was
a colonia moon, a barrio moon, a suburban moon. I
knew where I was, where I was supposed to be, where
I was allowed to go, and that was anywhere. We lived
the outhouse moon, the tortilla moon, the channel
12 bullfight Tijuana moon. And then we migrated
north, like monarchs, following the light.
. . . My moon rose over tidy houses.
— from the poem “Codex Luna” by Luis Alberto Urrea
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