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This Is Just The Beginning: PATRICK MULLEN-COYOY Where is Guatemala? Where in Mexico is Guatemala?" The question hangs in the air, For an answer that lies beyond your grasp. How do you tell them where Guatemala is? waiting, How can you give them a sense of a place, a feeling- a memory, really -that even you barely know? You start off easily enough: What is Guatemala? It's mixtas, it's rellenitos, it's shecas. It's tiendas selling típica and Hastily-painted souvenirs That you'll treasure for the next decade. It's chicken busses and tuk tuks Carpets made of woods Smog mixes wi Smog mixes vi crazyexmachina: Two years ago, I decided to write again. Having just returned from a trip back to Xela after nearly 9 years, it felt right. I wrote this poem through tears, posted it to Tumblr, and then let it be. One year ago, I decided to submit this poem for publication with @tiachuchapress. I rushed to edit/excise those bits and parts that didn’t stand the test of time. I clicked send, and then let it be. Today I read “Where is Guatemala?,” out loud, for the first time ever. Today I looked back on words that I have not dared read since submission, lest I discover some glaring flaw. And yet, reading today, I knew this was not a “lesser” poem from my past. It’s different, for sure, but like “Chapingolandia,” it stands for a certain moment, a certain feeling, a certain Central American mix of dust and incense in the air. And so I do not merely let it be, but celebrate this piece that I’ve nurtured for so long. This is just the beginning, and I’m so excited to share it with all of you. 💜🇬🇹
This Is Just The Beginning: PATRICK MULLEN-COYOY
 Where is Guatemala?
 Where in Mexico is Guatemala?"
 The question hangs in the air,
 For an answer that lies beyond your grasp.
 How do you tell them where Guatemala is?
 waiting,
 How can you give them a sense of a place, a feeling-
 a memory, really
 -that even you barely know?
 You start off easily enough:
 What is Guatemala?
 It's mixtas, it's rellenitos, it's shecas.
 It's tiendas selling típica and
 Hastily-painted souvenirs
 That you'll treasure for the next decade.
 It's chicken busses and tuk tuks
 Carpets made of woods
 Smog mixes wi
 Smog mixes vi
crazyexmachina:

Two years ago, I decided to write again. Having just returned from a trip back to Xela after nearly 9 years, it felt right. I wrote this poem through tears, posted it to Tumblr, and then let it be. 

One year ago, I decided to submit this poem for publication with @tiachuchapress. I rushed to edit/excise those bits and parts that didn’t stand the test of time. I clicked send, and then let it be.

Today I read “Where is Guatemala?,” out loud, for the first time ever. Today I looked back on words that I have not dared read since submission, lest I discover some glaring flaw. And yet, reading today, I knew this was not a “lesser” poem from my past. It’s different, for sure, but like “Chapingolandia,” it stands for a certain moment, a certain feeling, a certain Central American mix of dust and incense in the air. And so I do not merely let it be, but celebrate this piece that I’ve nurtured for so long. 

This is just the beginning, and I’m so excited to share it with all of you. 💜🇬🇹

crazyexmachina: Two years ago, I decided to write again. Having just returned from a trip back to Xela after nearly 9 years, it felt rig...

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I started my journey a little over two years ago. Day 1 was the picture on the left. I didn't know nothing about fitness, I had no direct...