Poetry.
And still, each poem seems to be written in a special wonder that gathers itself from many places inside the speaker\'s one body, one root.--Sara Borjas.
Its truth is a deep wound and the \'fuck it\' that follows.
PIÑATA Theory is a record of layer, and speaks of us in a humor that is pure pocho-dimensional.
They don\'t \'live with dust in [their] eyes, \' or with unaccounted admiration for life.
And yet, they know where they participate.
The speaker in this collection knows better than to make their body fully responsible for the world.
These poems reverb under the skin but not necessarily in the colonized body.
It\'s the men watching other men cry, lost gold teeth and the person that misses it, the thoughts loose like dogs on the street and how in their wildness, we must honor them.
And in this way, it is like the serious ache a family joke leaves.
But PIÑATA Theory by Alan Chazaro is evidence of this Mexican-American navigation--it is the bud and the strange blossom that doesn\'t resist itself like Xicanos sometimes do.
And as he swings for our freedom, sing like we did as kids, \'Dale dale dale, no pierdas el tino.\'--Antonio López We don\'t get to witness a root as it reaches out and absorbs from all around itself.
It\'s his turn.
We\'re cheering on our Yay Area champ as he plants both feet in this poetry world.
Whenever you ready, step inside this circle of homies.
Stomach his hard-hitting truth, because \'We were made for beatdowns.\' This some strong shit, as blunt as a spliffed Swisher, as the dusty 2x4\'s we\'d wield at dangling dulce.
So before leafing this book, dear reader, take a breath--for your sake, for those who still can\'t breathe.
Alan takes the hyphen in Mexican-American, this unruly papier-mache we\'ve inherited, and clothes the hollow of us.
Pugilistic, unflinchingly honest, and damn right gorgeous, PIÑATA Theory no se raja in decirnos how broken we are, how broken we\'ve been.
When it spills, it spills lavishly and generously its treasures.--D A Powell The great American philosopher Jay Z once said, \'You can\'t heal / what you don\'t reveal.\' Such is the ethos of this debut collection. \'I\'ve become a borderland of tongues, \' writes Chazaro, \'a mezcla of eyes.\' Here is the piñata, unbroken, containing, holding together all the promise of youth and imagination.
In Alan Chazaro \'s PIÑATA THEORY, those resonances echo across the field \'between the countries of your body, \' the shared stories of cousin-cultures stretching across manmade boundaries.
Cante Jundo, or \'Deep Song, \' is what Garcia Lorca called poetry attached to the rhythms and waves of a continent, its people, its waters, its history.
Latinx Studies.
Poetry
