Hello, Love
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Hello, Love

Chocolate Scars, Impromptu Lullabies

(The shape of love and heartbreak in Ward 3 )

Thinking back to my early days in Detroit (photo by author)

“Tell me the story again, Chulo,” MariLena politely beckons. “The day your kite flew over the river and into the sky. Every time you tell me that story, I change the color of the sky, the clouds, the trees . C’mon , Chulo!”

Lena’s pleading now.

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Love changes us. Love makes us human.

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Ruben Mauricio

Ruben Mauricio

My dreams persist, therfore I ponder: writing my first opera, !Respiro!, finding lost relatives in Warsaw,opening my Mexican-Polish bakery in Detroit.