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Talk To Me More

Something happened. I don’t know what exactly, but as we drove by 4th and Court Street, on the corner, a grey apartment was surrounded by…

Jul 7, 2023

Talk To Me More

Jul 7, 2023

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Harmful, Not Helpful

Hecho en Mexico, the phrase engraved at the bottom. As I finished washing the clay mug covered in soap, I could not resist getting lost in…

Jun 28, 2023

Harmful, Not Helpful

Jun 28, 2023

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Ugly Sweaters

When I was younger, I wore sweaters. I wore them with the single hope of blending into the background. On their best days, they served as…

Oct 18, 2022

Ugly Sweaters

Oct 18, 2022

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Don’t You Remember

It’d been a while since we last talked. As we passed each other in the hallway, you asked me to coffee. We had mutual friends, and we ran…

Sep 22, 2022

Don’t You Remember

Sep 22, 2022

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Among the Señoras

When I hear the word celebration, I often think of the time I unexpectedly shared with my family that, like my older sister, I wanted a…

Sep 16, 2022

Among the Señoras

Sep 16, 2022

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I’m not bitter. You’re projecting.

I grew up poor. Let me rephrase that, I grew up in the projects, living off food stamps and on state healthcare. I wasn’t low-income…

Jun 10, 2022

I’m not bitter. You’re projecting.

Jun 10, 2022

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I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine.

I’m fine. I’m fine. I am telling you, I’m fine. Why are you looking at me with a questioning face — I’m fine. Everything is okay. I’m fine…

Jun 6, 2022

I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine.

Jun 6, 2022

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I remember my first crush. It crushed me.

I remember the name of my first crush, his name was Enrique. We were both in the same third-grade class when I lived in Mexico. As I sat at…

May 21, 2022

I remember my first crush. It crushed me.

May 21, 2022

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I never hated you. I hated myself. So I assumed you hated me.

I remember it was supposed to be the most important day of my life, the one I was conditioned to dream about. The idea of coming out meant…

May 19, 2022

I never hated you. I hated myself. So I assumed you hated me.

May 19, 2022

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Don’t let go, I’m not ready, I don’t belong here.

I remember the gaze my family gave each other when we walked into an unfamiliar space. This gaze would come about when it was clear we did…

May 14, 2022

Don’t let go, I’m not ready, I don’t belong here.

May 14, 2022

sergio jara arroyos

sergio jara arroyos

Sassy and sarcastic by nature. Latino educator with serious thoughts and funny faces. I play tennis, binge watch shows, and drink coffee 🎾 📺 ☕️ ♥️ 🏳️‍🌈

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