Are Latino-Americans white? Black? Other? Illegal aliens from Mars? Or are we the very face of America?
Perhaps finding out that we carry New World history in our genes will transcend racial checkboxes altogether and enable Latino-Americans to rethink what America is supposed to look like.
No, Papá, I’m not drunk. I’ve thought about this for a very long time. I think it’s the right thing for me, a way to follow God.
I don’t even like to talk about this business about an ethnic and racial balancing act. I think it’s a bunch of hokum. What people are concerned about is who is going to help this...
A group of ten prisoners from Dachau, I was with them, we hid in the forest to wait for the Americans. The Germans had already left everything behind. We had food but no weapons. For...
Even though I’m Hispanic, I’m so white.
I held Angie Luna in that room for hours, and I remember the different times we made love like epochs in a civilization, each movement and every touch, apex upon abyss. In the luxury of...
Before then, there were not enough Hispanic professionals to start one.
It’s a great honor, m’ijo. We know that. I’m sure everyone in Ysleta is proud of you. But this is who you are,” she said, for a moment scanning the dark night air and the...
We are in the midst of a Hispanic moment.
But Anja. I hear Anja’s voice. Maybe I am insane. I hear her crying. I see her alone in the trees. I remember being alone and humiliated. I remember, too, the fat little boy hiding...
Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.
We’re not getting the numbers out. You get some of the Hispanic players that have issues with getting transportation. So they’re playing in adult leagues, and I don’t know the type of coaching they’re getting.
Sometimes opposites attract, or so they say, but Paloma and Rocío were like arroz and mangú: they didn’t really mix well.
…esa Américaque tiembla de huracanes y que vive de amor,hombres de ojos sajones y alma bárbara, vive.Y sueña. Y ama, y vibra, y es la hija del Sol.
I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I’ve learned, is in the eye of the beholder.
…being Latino means being from everywhere, and that is exactly what America is supposed to be about.
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