I've cracked codes
Upon many men
But yours was the hardest riddle
Probably an unsolvable riddle
You wouldn't let me into your heart
You were a locked door
I had to give up on you
You gave me sorrow
But then again
Sometimes
Love will bring you pain

Poema Code Switching
By Aylin Soto-Aleman, Mercedes Caballero, Jesus Martinez, Marta Silva, Alex Alejandre
16.4.15

El final de una etapa
The end,
The beginning of a new journey
un camino
A un mundo extranjero
Un deseo, un sueño
A dream
Haciendo mi propio path
un camino
rostros nuevos , new failures
historias nuevas , new experiences
a sequel to my story, con hojas rotas
y mojadas    


INMIGRACION

La memoria es un salto
entre continentes
crossing invisible borders
swimming in the rios
corriendo debajo del sol

La memoria es los abuelitos
ancestors cooking arroz y frijoles,
flan, driving through for hamburgers,
popcorn, sipping on horchata
Basilica
No todo lo que brilla es oro
not all rainbows and butterflies,
Clarita y sus cien años
Ruben y sus Tacos del Camino Real
El rancho
Midnight movies
Quiero a quien me quiera
It’s been a long day, without you my friend
Mexicanos al grito de guerra
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
Tepechitlan, Jerecuaro, Guanajuato
Long Beach, Argentine, KCK,
Chihuahua,
A Distance Between Us
El puente, the bridge.
Three Little Pigs en casa, at home,
don't step out marranitos,
la llorona te va a llevar

Memory is a leap
between continents
Cruzando fronteras invisibles,
Nadando en los rivers
Running under the sun

Born in different places
Pero las mismas intenciones

Don't let yourself be imprisoned in fear

Don't let yourself cry your eyes out of tears

Don't let yourself give up on the thing you call life

Don't let yourself run out of a thing you call pride

Don't let yourself down in any way at all

Don't let yourself drown or let your self fall

Don't let yourself be an unhelpfull soul

Don't let yourself be an unwise fool

Don't let yourself live without purpose or work

Don't let yourself die a burden to earth

You cannot let yourself do any of these

But one thing you can do, is let yourself believe

void draw()
{
    background(255);  
    fill(0,255,0);
    text("What­'s up?", 10, 25);
    
    fill(255,0,0);
    //text("Awful. Please I need someone. Anyone.", 10, 75);
    text("I'm fine", 10, 75);
    loop();
}

I don't think poetry is rhymes, more than words locked in time. More like shadow caught in glass, a mirror that reflects the soul.
all you are and all you hold, and everything you have sold.
As shadows roll from our hands the mirror can already see our plans. Servitude, solitude, tradition, honor. Label your code or drown it in water.
Let your mirror define your soul, let your words reverberate all through time and all through space.

You are a king and you have your own kingdom
I am a queen, and I have my own realm
We both have our own rules, our codes in time
I will never follow yours but mine