Anywhere Avenue

In Bermeo’s aesthetic cartography, the South Bronx becomes an unlocatable place—that is, a site of contesting representations. If no one knows where the South Bronx begins or ends, then its borders becomes determined by the “sweet recklessness” of our own individual mirrors.

Not only does Bermeo re-invent place, he also re-invents the self.
— Craig Santos Perez, author of
from unincorporated territory: [hacha] and [saina], for Galatea Resurrects

Poems
• Viewing the world from the back of a turtle
• an atlas of nationalism
• The Hue of Ripened Fruit
• Sepia
• About B-Boys in the Boogie Down
• tricking the eye
• Canto del Niño Pobre
• both a place and a scare-word
• The Truth (and some Lies) about the Bronx
• After Working The Late Shift Again, A Young Boricua On Times Square Composes a Response To a White Co-Worker Concerning The Myth of Racism
• My Father, A Cabdriver, Chimes In With A Few Words of His Own on The Myth of Racism as He Drives by Times Square
• The Blackout
• Dedication
• Sonnet for the Lexington Avenue Express—Mt Eden Ave Stop
• Poem written to the Jimmy Castor Bunch’s “It’s Just Begun”

Original cover image courtesy of Pro-Zak


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