Photo credit: Jennifer Marquez 

As I rejoice—the countless glory,

Of poets, writers and great singers;

I mourn the progress, absence,

The revolutionary memory

Of an Española accent:

“Hola, Como Estas, Muy Bien!”

Words I only comprehend;

Lessons that never rise from a,

‘C to an ‘A’ plus to upgrade,

My intelligence.

Empress Journee