Phone: 414-534-0701 (call or text!)
Email:murguiaprojects@outlook.com (write me!)
Or even better, I love to receive hand written correspondence, hombre, so send me a postcard from your casa, vacation spot, or negocio.
Here's a Classic poem I wrote that I love delivering:
"WHEN I GROW UP I WANT TO BE A MARIACHI!"
When I grow up, I want to be a Mariachi! One who strides through La Plaza, surrounded by guitarras and charm and harmony, in a black, wool, charro outfit, snake skin Tony Lamas beneath a sombrero trimmed in gold with a velvety, smooth voice to match serenading women the songs they remind me of: ¡Canciones de Amor! When I grow up, I want to be a Mariachi! You see, as it is right now, my choices are limited to, becoming a wife, a cook, a mother, or a lover without a man to depend on! So, I'm told, "Seven year olds shouldn't look at other little classmates the way I look at you and want so much to serenade you with Songs of Love. It's not right!" they say. So if I must be a man in order to experience your eyes watching my hands command la guitarra! And your body quivering everytime I cry out your name with an ¡Hay! and your hands, your hands applauding in Spanish! Then, let's get on with the operation! c. 1993 Carmen Alicia Murguía
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