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Galaxy

Once upon a time on planet Hexagon, in a faraway galaxy, there lived the brothers Miles, William (a.k.a. Billy), and Megamind, as well as their father Rodney. William owned a t-shirt company called Ink-N-Thread. This universe was in crisis: global warming, pollution, racism, violence, brutality, cancer, diabetes, guns, alcohol, dictators, prison camps, extinction of animals, poachers, and too few teachers like Mrs. C.

There was a contest for the best inventor in the galaxy. Two of the three brothers were competing head-to-head for the win. The prize was possession of the entire galaxy, including Earth. And so they started working, but when the day came to show their inventions, people recognized that Megamind the Great copied Miles the Great’s old invention, which was classified. Miles’s invention was a vacuum that sucked up all the bad things in the universe.

Miles won the contest and he flew to Earth in his jet, shapeshifted into a human, and saved the galaxy. Everybody on Earth lived happily ever after, and so did Megamind, Rodney, Billy, and Miles.

Out My Window

Out my window I see
Cars zip, zap, zooming by
quick as lightning
on a thundery night
people casually
walking down the street
faded yellow parking lines
and a parked, yellow-gold RV

Out my window I see
four colossal bulky trees
that have ugly
fallen brown leaves
that go crunch beneath your feet

Out my window I see
a huge, white, square box
that's been almost glued
to the ground for weeks
and the worker men
coming in and out of it
to upgrade our apartments
so they can be beautiful
like a blue, calm stream

Out my window I see
sparkling snow-covered trees
in winter
with slippery ice
and slushy brown snow

Pollen everywhere
on the ground
in the spring
and people with allergies
blowing their noses

In summer
I'm in the picture
playing outside on a sticky, sunny day
running around
with my friends
or trying to hide
so I won't be found
I resent it

In fall
The thin branches sway
every which way
and leaves make their swirly journey
to the ground where they lay

Out my window
the things I see
It's all my perspective
strangers might see it different
or even my neighbors too

Out my window
It's all my opinion
my point of view
everyone sees it different
even you.

8 Thoughts I Had After You Left

1. I wonder, did the heavens cry when you left
so suddenly, like the summer did in October?

2. I wonder, did your mother cry
when she found out? Because from the way
you told us the story, she didn’t seem to
care much at all. Perhaps it was because
she was always too busy working overtime.

3. I wonder, did you know, when you decided
to ditch town, that on the first days of your
being gone, I thought I saw you
on the street and almost
made Dad stop the car, but I didn’t
because I realized that it was just a hallucination?

4. I wonder, did you know that I would scroll
through your Instagram late at night,
trying to piece together
the life you had before you met me?

5. I wonder, did you know
I would still think of you?

6. I wonder, did you know that
whenever I made a list of those who loved me,
I would put your name at the top?
Because I knew for sure that you loved me.

7. I wonder, did you know that whenever
I made a list of the people who loved you,
I would put my name at the top, because
I knew that I loved you.

8. I wonder, do you know that I still make
both of those lists, and remember to put
my name on the top of yours,
and your name on the top of mine?

The Goal

I remember when my dad used to come home from work tired. Still, he would take a moment to study at midnight for the citizenship test. I used to see him worry about it. He would think, “What if I fail the test?” That made him work harder. He would sit at the kitchen table for hours. He even asked me for help. He told me to ask him questions to see if he got them right.

My dad always had a busy schedule. He went to school in the mornings, worked late in the evenings, and when he came home he would take his book out of his backpack and start studying.

We moved to Chicago in 2007 from Guadalajara, Mexico because my dad wanted us to have a better life. We wanted to stay in Mexico, but my dad explained that it was easier for us to come to the U.S. to have a better education, and that he may have better job opportunities. We came here as permanent residents, but my dad thought that if we were going to be living here, it would be easier if all of us became citizens, and that we would have more benefits and rights as citizens. Two of the rights we would obtain are the right to vote and the right to have an American passport.

After months of effort, the day finally came for my dad to take the test. When he left the house, I noticed he was nervous. In the car he continued reading over the questions. We arrived at the place where he was going to take the test, and they made the rest of us wait outside while my dad went into a separate room.

After an hour or so he came out crying. We thought he failed. My mom asked him what happened.

He said he passed.

We all rushed to my dad to hug him. He told us that everything is possible if you try for it. He accomplished his dream, and now we can live it with him in the U.S.

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