I am from celebrations
el dia de los muertos and navidad
where family and friends
join each other in the colonia
for dancing and laughter
I am from pupusas and nuegados
that old ladies make
on dusty roads with contaminating smoke
to provide food and little money
for their families

I am from gasiosas and orchata
to drink on a sweaty-sunny day
at the mercado where what you hear is
children crying, ladies gossiping
loud music and chikens clucking

I am from vos to vichos to usted
where your friends, kids and grown ups
try to live thier lives
and survive
in a hot and poor world