Jose Trejo lives and writes in Baldwin Park, California. Winters Breeze By Jose Trejo Red ochre sky lightning in the eyes. Time doesn’t elapse the same: now its Matlactli Cozcacuauhtli Izcalli Ome Tochtli The pen scars what you’re thinking. Tonalpohualli Ten means you have reached clairvoyance: Aguila de Collar is reach old-age/sage Xolotl el gemelo […]

