My Mother Dreams​
My mother insisted that the modern began
with the Mexican Revolution. The fragments erupting out of Popo or the darting
beautiful crowds in Mexico City. The Angel of the Independencia looking away
from the light and into the light at the same time. There and not there. A history folded
into an envelope tucked inside a locked desk drawer in an office where only
a janitor enters, looking for what needs emptying.
My madre talks about Mexico City like it’s a neon dream that has no beginning
and the ending is revised with each new tragedy. Los Ninos Heroes in Chapultepec,
La Alameda Central, Bellas Artes, she speaks of these places like they are friends
that can’t age, and they are welcoming her con cups of café con leche or atole.
My mother walked Mexico City when she was 16 and attended UNAM. Can you
reckon going from Douglas Arizona to Mexico City before you could vote,
order a drink, smoke a cigarette, and not look like some punk too stupid
for the day. Que fuersa. Que dolor. She imagined her reality beyond the smelter,
beyond the Sulfur Springs Valley, beyond the typing shorthand filing classes
at Douglas High. An imagination full of radical refusals, three
day long train rides, projecting a future that allowed her a spirit.
My madre when I was finishing High school asked once, just once,
if I considered attending UNAM. I was surprised into a silence that must
have amazed my mother into pouring another cup of coffee to go with
her empanada. Her journey could not have been repeated. Her compass
was custom crafted. Her endurance a wind and tides found in the dreams
of old sailors who tell stories of heroes.
Christopher Rubio-Goldsmith
Christopher Rubio-Goldsmith was born in Merida, Yucatan, grew up in Tucson, Arizona and taught English at Tucson High School for 27 years. Much of his work explores growing up near the border, being raised biracial/bilingual and teaching in a large urban school where 70% of the students are American/Mexican. A Pushcart nominee, his writings will appear in Drunk Monkeys, Sky Island Journal and have been published in Allium Journal, Book Of Matches and other places too. His wife, Kelly, sometimes edits his work, and the two cats seem happy.