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Jorge the Church Janitor Finally Quits

(a poem by Martin Espada)


No one asks

where I am from,

I must be

from the country of janitors,

I have always mopped this floor.

Honduras, you are a squatter's camp

outside the city

of their understanding.


No one can speak my name,

I host the fiesta

of the bathroom,

stirring the toilet

like a punchbowl.

The Spanish music of my name

is lost

when the guests complain

about toilet paper.


What they say

must be true:

I am smart

but I have a bad attitude.


No one knows

that I quit tonight,

maybe the mop

will push on without me,

sniffing along the floor

like a crazy squid

with stringy gray tentacles.

They will call it Jorge.




(the poem is completely 100% the property of Martin Espada.)




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the geek behind the curtain: a shot of the moon from friday, a shot of our cul-de-sac from when i set a camera on fire, and a shot of me on a ladder from my lunch break today. lots of blending styles, erasing strategic bits of layers (the pic of me is on bottom in full sunlight, so ...), dodging and plenty of burning. oh, and cloning out all the houses and cars until it was just trees and road and sky. this is a vertically oriented shot, so i ended up building 2 blank sides on it to make it square, and then filled in those spaces with cloned material.

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Taken on March 13, 2012