Valparaiso Is Burning By Marcela Urrutia

I’m not

at home

 

Nobody here

to hold me

 

I’m driving

to LA

 

It’s violent

 

A disintegration

of my core

 

Valparaiso is burning

 

A geographical

wound

 

The port of the Pacific

 

 

The nights

The boats

 

This is my territory

 

Now

 

A fragment sparkles

 

A Dia de Los Muertos glory

A dance of Azteca jumps

 

Valparaiso is burning

 

The flowers

The sky

 

Marcela Urrutia
Marcela UrrutiaBorn in Chile and raised in Venezuela, Marcela Urrutia and her family returned to Chile at the end of the 80s after eleven years in exile. In Chile, she studied Dramatic Arts, and was twice awarded a Cultural Fellowship from the Chilean Government for producing the first festival of young Chilean theater directors.

Currently, she lives in Southern California where she spends her time studying at Antioch University Los Angeles, raising her kids Gala and Max, gathering interviews of Latino America immigrant women, and writing.