the first ones they channeled in the Great Hydrographic Planning, in the mid-‐1900’s. It was quite ironic for the elderly. After the la Viga Canal came other rivers: el Hondo, el Churubusco, el Mixcoac, el Magdalena. The waterways of Xochimilco, which used to extend all the way to Historic Downtown, came to life again for some months. Another prediction came true, that of the Reborn Rivers, more so because of deficient planning than the environment or “Acts of God,” as lawyers put in their contracts. *** I am not human, I am the sun itself. I was born of it and towards it I direct my death. A string of light slips from my mouth and my tears are sulfur crystals. I smell of rot and dust. I help the buzzards and courage makes me laugh: everyone will die beneath the cancer mark on their skin.
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