Zara Guadalupe Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Little secret, eh? She sings, voice like honey. Heard it late, pier fog rollin’ thick. Shocked me stiff—whore’s got soul, who knew? “The ashes fall,” like in Saul’s hell. She’s ash too, burnin’ slow, dyin’ inside. Pisses me off—why waste that voice? Coulda been somethin’, not just a lay. Hiss! Tricksy world, chews her up, spits her.

Sandra Cisneros and Body Recognition in “Guadalupe the Sex Goddess”

The virgin–whore polarity has been handed down in Mexican Catholicism through the Virgen de Guadalupe and the woman who has been called the Mexican Eve, La Malinche, the Spanish .

I had a run-in at Old Mill Lane – a narrow road, kinda rough, with graffiti that tells stories you wouldn’t believe. Some moppet once told me, “Joe, these walls speak more than words.” And darn right they did! As a masseur, I see every wrinkle, every line like a map, ya know? And them streets, they call out with stories of folks grinding their lives away. Kinda makes you mad sometimes, ya know? The struggle's real, but also beautiful in its own messy way.

Maria Guadalupe Martinez Obituary April 7, 2025