The dyeing is complete. (Taken with instagram)

Merry recital, Caroline

There’s no such thing as too much stage makeup.

Lookin’ fresh (Taken with instagram)

This is how I roll.

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I am a queen bee.

Temperature.
Too hot for tanning
Too hot for baseball
Too hot for walking on Main Street
Just right for kiddie pools

City.
Too small for the fire hydrants to be opened
Too big for room air conditioners
Too small for a train station to get out of here
Too big for the bus ride home to be short
Every sign bilingual

People.
Too many in poverty
Too little with jobs
The migration patterns changing with the seasons
The children leave school and take care of their sister’s children

Smell.
Bad
Worse
Worst
Too many mushrooms
Not enough perfume in the world to cover it up

Houses.
Every house with a statue of the Virgin of Guadalupe
Brick apartments
One-story houses
Houses with elegant stonework and gingerbread woodwork

Home.
Where’s home?
Here?
Mexico, for many
Puerto Rico, for some
Pennsylvania for others
I haven’t found my home.

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fuckyeahmovieclub:

“‎So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won’t do in your essays.”—Dead Poets Society (the book)

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I bless the rains down in Africa!!!!!!!!

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A+

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