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Published On: Sun, Apr 17th, 2011

The Poetry Of Vanessa Quiles: I AM A NUYOURICAN! CON SABOR!

I BLAST MARC ANTHONY’S “CONTRA LA CORRIENTE” ON A SATURDAY AFTERNOON.

AS I MOP CON CLOROX Y FABULOSO, I RELISH IN THE LINGO THAT ESCAPES FROM MY MOUTH. KNOWING FULL WELL, THAT THE SALSA, HE SINGS IS THE ONLY SPANISH I CAN FLUENTLY SPEAK.

I SHAKE MY HIPS AND CLEAN TO THE RHYTHM THAT IS A LATINA WOMAN! BUTT SHAKING, SWEAT DRIPPING FEELING THE CONGA BEAT!

I AM A NUYOURICAN!  CON SABOR!

I WAS NOT BORN IN THE ISLANDS, BUT MY RICE AND BEANS WILL CAUSE A SILENCE.  I GOT ACAPURRIAS, EMPANADAS AND CHULETAS FRITAS DOWN TO A SCIENCE!

I GREW UP NOT NEAR AGUADILLA BEACH, BUT IN BROOKLYN WHERE WE OPENED UP PUMPS AND SPRAYED WATER ON ONE ANOTHER TO FIND RELIEF FROM THE HEAT!  WE HAD BLOCK PARTIES IN THE STREETS.  CHALK ON THE SIDEWALK INVENTING HOPSCOTCH BENEATH OUR FEET!

I AM A NUYOURICAN! CON SABOR!

FAMILY PARTIES CREATED A CROWD OF 30 IN A 2 BEDROOM APARTMENT IN A TENAMENT BUILDING! AND ABUELA ALWAYS HAD ENOUGH FOOD FOR EVERYBODY, ON A $40.00 BUDGET!  CAPICU SHOUTS IN THE AIR OVER SHOTS OF DON Q!  THE SCENT OF PERNIL IN THE AIR AND ARROZ CON GANDULES TOO!

 I AM NUYOURICAN! CON SABOR!

WE COMMUNICATED THROUGH OPEN WINDOWS AND BANGING PIPES. WHEN COPS PATROLED, DRUG DEALERS SCREAMED BAJANDOOOO…IN THE DARK OF THE NIGHT!  SOMETIMES THE SAFEST BET WAS HANGIN ON THE FIRE ESCAPE, WHERE YOU COULD EASILY TAKE FLIGHT.  WE WERE NEW TO YORK AND SURVIVING WAS OUR BIGGEST FIGHT!

I AM NUYOURICAN! CON SABOR!

THE WOMEN CAN BE SUBMISSIVE, BUT DEMANDING JUST AS MUCH!  MESS WITH OUR KIDS, MAN OR FAMILY AND YOU WILL GET CUT THE FUCK UP!!  WE HAVE CLASS LIKE ANY OTHER, BUT WE WILL GET GHETTO! DON’T LET THE BIG BUTT, PRETTY FACE AND LONG HAIR FOOL YOU!

I AM NUYOURICAN!  CON SABOR!

OUR MEN RANGE FROM THE COLOR OF CAFÉ CON LECHE, VANILLA CHAI TO HOT CHOCOLATE AND SWEET HONEY! THEY ARE MACHISMO, YET ROMANTICO IN THEIR ATTEMPTS TO CONQUER THE YONI! THEY HAVE TEMPERS LIKE BULLS AND PROTECT THEIR WOMEN!  THEY ARE PROTECTIVE FATHERS AND JEALOUS HUSBANDS! THEY DIDDY BOP THROUGH NY STREETS LIKE THEY RUN IT!!!

I AM NUYOURICAN! CON SABOR! AND I LOVE IT!!!!

WE SWITCH ASS, WHIP HAIR, BANG WHOEVER DARES! WE SPEAK LOVE, WE START WARS, WE CONQUER CITIES WHEN WE WERE NEVER EVEN THERE! WE ARE NOW THE MAJORITY, DESERVE OUR DAMN RIGHT EQUALITY! WE ARE BORICUAS, TILL OUR DEATH! OUR FOREFATHERS WERE A HOT MESS, OF INDIO ESPANOL Y MORENO!  WE ARE THE MELTING POT OF BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE. MY LATINOS, MI GENTE, PA QUE TU LO SEPA…. YO SOY PUERTORIQUENA!!!!

BY VANESSA QUILES

The Poetry Of Vanessa Quiles: I AM A NUYOURICAN! CON SABOR!