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Mi nombre es Carlita de Silva by Karla Linn Merrifield I take much pride of my feet, how you say delicados, in fine-tooled tiny pumps, heels touching, toes pointing out in first position, poised to plié and arabesque into city life, stage lights— Aprobación y elogios! My red scarf unfurls, flagging my arrival con brio. I sit straight, tilt my head down, a distaining swan eyeing el gringo cerdo. I am de Silva, my well-landed hildago is waiting a matinee performance. after Fried Kahlo's "The Bus", 1929
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