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Being Human

By Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal I used to be a dog when I was born. I became human when I was between two and three years old. I never had a tail, but I always had a good bark. My ears would ring when I heard sirens. I lost my bloodhound sense. I have to work [...]

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By Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal My brigade feels all stretched out. I got a train in my trees. Is this why my grandmother stopped loving me? It is not as if I snatched her hair off. The birds laugh at me because I have female parts like my grandfather. I was assembled at PBS. I look [...]

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By Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal An airplane dropped strips of bacon onto the street. The bacon was the pilot’s gift to the people below. His gift was a stuffed cat in a different flight, a stone when he was all out bacon, and a bunch of waxworks; bird candles, six inches in length. He threw out [...]

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