I miss Mexico,

I miss the fresh orange juice and my mum’s cooking.


I miss Puebla,

the brave warrior Popocatepetl, las chalupas and nieves.


I miss the streets,

the wild dogs that I’ve feared so much as a child,

the friendly people and the sunny skies.


I miss going to the Zocalo and looking at people

I miss the smell of the Cathedral and watching telenovelas.


I even miss complaining about the corruption and political scandals.


Today, I’m listening to Lila Downs,

to her bullets and chocolate

and I’m crying and crying because I miss my Mexico lindo y querido so much.


About silviaeningles

I’m Silvia and these are some interesting things about me: I was born in Puebla, a beautiful city in central Mexico. It is an old city, founded in 1531 I live in Vancouver, British Columbia in Canada I have a blog in Spanish that you’re welcome to read (http://comenzandolashistorias.blogspot.ca/) I love hummingbirds, tea and Mexican candy I really enjoy when readers write and comment on my posts I love writing, and I really enjoy poetry (reading aloud my favourite poems always makes me happy)
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