I dragged my feet all the way to El Paso three years ago. I did not read one nice thing about the city prior to my arrival. But my husband wanted to give it a try, and I thought I owed him that chance. I tried to shut my mouth and keep an open mind before I got there.
I fell in love with the place.
It was stressful for us in El Paso this last go-round. Now that I'm in Iowa, that's what I say. But, a video arrived in my email inbox this morning, igniting my heart. It's a performance from April's Border Book Festival [when I saw Amy Goodman speak] by two visiting artists: Perla Batalla, singing La Llorona and Luis Rodriguez reciting his poem "My Name is Not Rodriguez."
I don't know why this grabs me so hard. There is nothing in my past that connects with any of this. But it grabs me hard: