JL ACE Speechless Escapism

2009-2010 Semester I Issue # 1

Cover Art by Carlos Flores

This issue contains writing and art from Juarez-Lincoln ACE Fall 2009 students, faculty, & special guest students from Juarez-Lincoln High School.

SPEECHLESS’ INTRODUCTION

Speechless The Escapism Issue Issue # 1 Spring 2010 Speechless members at large: Cline, B. DeLosSantos, J. Flores, Blanca Flores, Carlos Noyola, Esmeralda Patiño, Rosalba

Speechless is Jurarez-Lincoln ACE‟s new literary & arts magazine. This is an opportunity for JL ACE to showcase its artists. Art is subjective and means something different to every person. It is in a constant state of change, so you can never really pin down what it is.

Escapism is the avoidance of reality by absorption of the mind in entertainment or in an imaginative situation, activity, etc. No matter who we are we always feel the need to lose ourselves. This issue expresses the way JL ACE students escape from the different aspects of just being teens and in high school. We hope you enjoy our expression.

Speechless would like to send a special thanks to Mr. M. Troncoso for letting us express ourselves through this magazine, along with Ms. De Los Santos, the entire English and Art Departments for introducing JL ACE artists to our community.

Speechless NOTE: Speechless will be coming out every semester. No work or any part of this issue may be reproduced (quoted, copied, photographed, videotaped, or broadcast) without the written consent of the artist or writer.

All letters to the editor are welcome; however, please limit the length of each letter to one double-spaced page of which some may be published in our next issue with your consent. Include your name and e-mail address.

Drawing by Anonymous

For more information on Speechless contact

MESSAGE FROM THE PRINCIPAL

E. Noyola, rm # 5 at JLACE or e-mail.

E.noyola@ljisd.com

The views reflected within this issue do not represent the views of La Joya ISD and Juarez-Lincoln ACE; in fact, the views expressed by any speaker or character in any statement, poem, drawing, photo, painting, or short story do not necessarily reflect the views of anyone. It is only an artistic and abstract expression of the writers.

This is art.

2009-2010 has been a GREAT academic year so far! Students are working hard to obtain the credits they need. Many students have accomplished their goal by earning their required courses and have returned to the main campus at Juarez-Lincoln High School. The staff at J-L Ace has been working hard to help you, the student, with your schedules and credits.

We would like to welcome our newest staff member, Assistant Principal J.C. Flores. He is an added asset to our school.

Welcome back students to the Spring Semester where “Success is Yours.”

Mario Troncoso-Principal

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TABLE OF CONTENTS Cover Art by Carlos Flores~~~~~~~~~~ Cover

Lilies by Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Wet by Anonymous ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 1

Wasn’t meant to be

See by Mike F. & Johanna H.~~~~~~~~~

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by Alyssa Garza ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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What? by Ruby Red ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 3

Drawing by Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Christmas By Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~

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Cuffed by Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 10

El Park by Gabby Sanchez ~~~~~~~~~~

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Punks Who Hate by Criselda Vega ~~~~

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Atom by Chris Piedra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Hands By Deydra Trevño JL HS ~~~~~~ Page 4 Dude by Criselda Vega ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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The latest by Gabby Sanchez ~ ~~~~~~~~ Page 4 Flowers by Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Fairy Moon Art by Anonymous~~~~~~~~ Page 5 Lit by Noyola~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 5 Noches Frias by Cindy Cruz ~~~~~~~~~ Page 6 Bare Tree by Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~~ Page 6 Life in Juvie by Gabby Sanchez ~~~~ ~~

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Hear, See, Speak No Evil

MySpace Status by Anonymous ~~~~~~~ Page 10 My Girl by Brehtt Red ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 10 Homies by Mike Flores ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 11 Mexico by Alberto Martinez ~~~~~~~~~~ Page 11 Last Sunday by Jose Olguin ~~~~~~~~~~ Page 11 Fear by Juan Cavazos ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 11 Pachucos by The JL ACE Boyz & Noyola Page 12 Cartoon by Javier Garza ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 12 NYC by Gabby Sanchez ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 12 Escaping the Reality

by Deydra Trevño JL HS ~~~~~~~~~~ Page 13 Woman Art by Daida Gamon JL HS ~~~~ Page 13 My Place by Graciela Vasquez JL HS ~~~ Page 14

by Javier Garza ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 7 Joe by Joanna Hernandez ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 7

The Fly by Juan Mendoza JL HS~~~~~~ Adolescent behind the glass

Tu Olvido by Lorena Vela ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 8 Class cartoon by Gabby Sanchez ~~~~~~ Page 8

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by Anonymous ~~~~~~~~~~ Page 15 Art by Carlos Flores ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 15

Never by Alyssa Garza ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Page 8

Art by Mike Flores &Johanna Hernandez SPEECHLESS

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El Park Yo sé que somos el uno para el otro aunque nadie lo quiera.

You know there was no love in the start but all of a sudden you broke into my heart like a burglar.

Do you remember the park? I feel that if I don‟t have you in my life. Wow. I don‟t think I‟ll ever have a life.

By Gabby Sanchez JLAce Drawing by Ruby Red

JLAce

Punks who hate I‟m from da h-town Da south east where We hurt first then ask questions.

You lil girls who hate ain‟t got a thing on me.

Y‟all just run your mouth all I hear and see is barking no biting.

So now you stop?

By Criselda C. Vega JLAce

Atom by Chris Piedra JLAce

Christmas by Carlos Flores JLAce SPEECHLESS

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Dude

The Latest

Dude, I got a problem. My patience

Its was a beautiful day at school. It

is going off like a hot revolver and the

was early in the morning when I was

only person I‟m shooting is myself . I

called out for being happy. Then, an

need to escape from this cruel world we call home getting pulled in the violence

officer started following me telling me

that we say we need to stop.

go to class and he was like, “Now!”

By Criselda C. Vega JLAce

By Gabby Sanchez

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By Deydra Trevño JLHS

Lit Sister,

Hermana! ¿Porque me dejas sola?

Te nececito mas que nunca. ¡No se que puedo hacer sin ti!

Cuando me enciendo te siento cerca.

Enciéndete tu, prendeme a mi.

Apredne de mi, lo que he aprendido de ti.

Lucha mi vida, mi hermana, mi todo.

Regresa, que me haces falta.

Con cariño, Tu hermanita

By Noyola JLAce

Drawing by Carlos Flores JLAce

Aguitado Me encuentro aguitado como un perro abandonado Como quisiera borrar todo el mal pasado Nomás quedan recuerdos de lindos pensamientos Como quisiera explicarte todo lo que siento It‟s sad to see you leave.

I just can‟t believe I wasn‟t there for you like you were for me I know I did you wrong Wish I could take it back If I could, then I would Never knew what I had „til I lost it all Still got you in my heart by 956 Pelon Drawing by Anonymous JLAce

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Noches Frias Aveces quiero gritar Pero siento que nadie me escucha Siento que sigues aquí Pero tú ya no estás.

Mis noches son frias, Tan largas, tan eternas Dejaste tanto dolor Desde que me dijiste adiós.

La vida pasa sin pasar El olvido llega sin leegar Y tu segues aquí tan dentro de mí Es imposible olvidarte porque dejaste Tu recuerdo grabado en mi piel.

By Cindy Cruz JLAce

Drawing by Carlos Flores JLAce

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Life in Juvie When I got to Juvie the first day they stripped me down, gave me a blue shirt, blue shorts, blue shoes, sports bra, and guy underwear. Yeah, I know. Then, they take you to your room, mine was B16. They give you two blankets and one that goes over your “new” mattress. They‟re blue too. Oh and you have to take a shower for five minutes. The good thing is the water is hot and believe me it‟s hot. At 12:00 pm you eat whatever they give you. At 1:00 pm you take showers. At 2:00 pm you go to class. At 2:30 pm we‟re back in our rooms where we stay till 3:00pm. At that time we get out into the little area where there are tables. There you can talk and play cards. At 4:00pm we write, if you want to, to whoever you feel like. We only get 30 minutes. Then, we‟re back in our room till 5:00 pm and we have dinner. They always gave us sack lunches and lemonade. We brush our teeth after every meal. At 6:00 pm we go to the gym, where there is only one basket and one ball. 7:00 pm, back to playing cards. We call our parents one at a time for five minutes. At 8:00 pm we get a snack like yogurt or animal cookies and we get incoming calls. That‟s usually when our parents call us after saying who they are, your birth date, or otherwise they aren‟t allowed to speak to us. At 9:00 pm We can call back, but to only if you made it for “bonus”. Which means; every day you start off with a new set of points and during the whole day if you behave bad you don‟t get any calls.

At 9:30 pm we‟re in our rooms. They only let us have books or playing cards. At 6:30 am we‟re in our box rooms. They only let us have a book or playing cards.

At 6:30 am we clean our restrooms and mop our floor.

7:00 am were exercising in front of our doors for 20 minutes. At 7:30 am we go eat. The next day, it‟s the same thing all over again. They don‟t let us have pencils in case anything strange happens. The same schedule is everyday. It‟s boring and nothing you can‟t handle is boring.

JLAce

Art by Joanna Hernandez

Art by Javier Garza

By Gabby Sanchez JLAce

JLAce

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Cartoon by Gabby Sanchez JLAce

Never

Tu Olvido….

Never say I love u, Así como ven esta foto la veo yo cada noche al dormirme pensando al sufrir en silenceio que no te tengo junto a mi. Los dias pasan y no logro tenerte.

Por más que lo intento tu te olvidas de mi. ¿Que fuė ese mal? Lo único que fue es amar…¿Tan rápido te olvidaste que tú me amabas? Las palabras brotaban de tus labios de amor y al fin, pa’ nada. Como un papel roto en lágrimas esperando tu regreso deseando que se llegase ese día de verte entre mis brazos y besarte. Pero esto es como un cuento de hadas que al fín de todo, se le cumple su deseo y a mi es lo nada. No dejaré de luchar hasta encontrar el amor verdadero. Pero, como dice el dicho: Nadie sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde. Esto lo dejo escrito en este papel. Aún lo amo con todo mi corazón aunque no lo sepa y le demuestro lo contrario. Todo tiene solution en los problemas de amor, menos la muerte…

By Lorena Vela

If u really don‟t care.

Never talk about felinz, If they aren't really there.

Never hold my hand, If ur going to break my heart.

Never say ur going to, If u don‟t plan to start.

Never look into my eyes, If all u see is a lie.

Never say hello, If u really mean good-bye.

If u mean forever, Then say u‟ll try.

Never to say forever, Cuz forever makes me cry.

JLAce

By Alyssa Garza SPEECHLESS

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JLAce

Alright You came to me one day, I felt that everything was alright until it hit one night It felt dark as if there was no light Something just didn‟t feel right My body felt tight I thought I was going to lose my sight Someone called and said you were in a fight When I arrived, I saw you were alright Then, out of sight a car pulled up and nothing seemed right I heard two things and saw blasts of light I yelled hoping you were alright I laid by your side And cried as you died.

Lilies by Carlos Flores

By 956 Pelon Wasn’t meant to be

Since there was you There has been no one else I can‟t explain why I just want you to myself I thought I‟d never see the day You wouldn‟t be here with me I cared for you so much But my love you couldn‟t see Soon you will realize That what you did was wrong Every time you hear the radio playing our song So, I will say to myself You weren‟t meant for me For the love I thought was real ….wasn‟t meant to be Drawing by Carlos Flores

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By Alyssa Garza JLAce SPEECHLESS

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JLAce

Status: No words can say what I wanted to tell you or how much that hurt.

Mood: Devastated

Drawing by Carlos Flores

My Girl Is it make believe or does she really care Does the bling glisten in her eyes or is it just a glare How can she love someone like me When she thinks everything is free Did the earth just shake or was it in my mind Cause I met this girl and Iâ€&#x;m thinking sheâ€&#x;s mine

By Brehtt Red JLAce

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Last Sunday Morning I woke up late Clock wasn‟t working Shower I look at the clock Too early?

Bored I go take a walk Waiting for the bus to pick me up Bus I listened to music.

Talking to my friends School I have nothing to say.

Thinking of 4:10 pm Home I went to the carnival Ate too much Art by Mike Flores JLAce

Monday I‟m faking sick

Mexico Friday night.

My neighbor wants to go to the flea market I bought a pocket knife The man was nice Five bucks There was a girl dancing I got paged Mexico Friends kept on bothering me Left right away Cruising around the plaza Night clubs Dropped off Bill‟s dad And back to Palmview What a blast

By Albert MartinezJLAce

Still ended up at school Last Friday by Jose OlguinJLAce Taken from weekend essay.

Art by Juan Cavazos JLAce Page 11 SPEECHLESS

PACHUCOS CHOLOS Y CHUNDOS, CHINCHINFLAS Y MALAFACHAS ACA LOS CHOMPIRAS RIFAN Y BAILAN TIBIRITABARA ….Café Tacuba That‟s what they call us. People make ugly faces when I say I‟m from the valley and then apologize when I say I go to school in La Joya.

I am not La Joya; La Joya is me.

I wash my car at the local Kar Guach, buy my cokes at the Ramos Drav True and like to hang out in Panbui sometimes.

Don‟t judge me because my English and much less my Spanish ain‟t that good.

Don‟t judge me because I role up my jeans – sometimes it‟s just da style.

Don‟t judge me cuz I wear a rosary.

Don‟t judge me for my hair cut.

Don‟t judge me because my clothes are baggy.

Don‟t be afraid of me because of my tattoos and piercing.

TALK TO ME! Get to know me.

I‟m not this that I wear. I wear it; don‟t think for a second it wears me.

I‟m a good kid.

You know me.

By JL ACE Boyz & Noyola

NYC by Gabby Sanchez JLAce Cartoon by Javier Garza JLAce

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Escaping the Reality When I am close to you, I feel like my life is put back together, including my heart. But each time you leave, everything is broken apart. I still daydream though, that you’re next to me… …I want to hold your hand tightly, never wanting to let go, knowing if I do, you will leave and not come back until..

Wait, why am I imagining this? You’re not here, you’re far away from my reach, My reach to give you a kiss my reach to give you a kiss…oh how much I do want to…

My eyes close and I see you next to me again, you brighten up my face, I smile from ear to ear, I start to reach out for you, but…I suddenly wake up, and your gone, my eye lets out a tear.

How come I’m in and out in this trance? I want to stay in one side. I want to stay with you. Is there any chance? If not. I’m done.

As the idea pops out, it comes hard and hits my head, “you should have had an V8!” it shrieks, I shake my head, not because of the pain, but of the realization. All these “Daydreams” come inside my head because I want to escape this reality.

This…reality I want to claim as hell.

Reality…that makes my heart burn and cry.

That…I may escape, I beg, the future I can’t tell.

I’m…really inappreciable to have you in my life.

Escaping…this lonesome feeling I’m trying, though, From…your point of view, you see that I am dying slowly.

Is…it because I’m without you most of the time?

Obviously.

Dreadful…is the feeling I get, right after you leave.

By Deydra Trevino, JLHS

Art by Daida Gamon SPEECHLESS

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JLHS

The Fly MY PLACE My place, my comfort, my mind.

Just when my eyelids close, I collapse with a sweet dream.

A place with gratitude, a place where I am wanted.

A place where I exist in the world.

I feel light in grace, I feel heavy with love.

I am beauty.

I have might.

In my mind, all things never waste with time.

I just wish this place would never go away.

My heart is the key to my place.

My last resort is a glance at reality.

My place is warm and welcoming.

Out near a cabin late one afternoon, An old man sat sipping tea with a spoon, When suddenly, he heard a tiny voice call to him Out near the lake where he goes to go swim.

The old man got up with such anxiety and interest, For he was tired of sitting and no longer needed rest.

He walked to the voice which was still crying, Until he got to the place where the insect was lying.

-”Oh no, poor fly, how might you need my help?”

-“To help me to fly,” the poor insect yelped.

And so the old man carried the fly out to the open, So the little poor fly could get her asked token.

-“Fly little fly, fly like the wind” But the poor little fly just couldn’t follow the wind.

-“Oh fly, why don’t you fly?”

-“Its not that I can’t, don’t you see how I try?”

-“It would be a lie if you told me you’re trying, So please try to fly, and please…stop crying.”

The old man knew why the fly couldn’t fly.

He couldn’t fulfill its one last token.

The old man, now, at the edge to cry, Noticed the poor little fly’s wing was broken.

My future, past and my soul lays before me, Which has set goals and made rules And bounds to make me smile.

All I do is make this time last for a while, Until I open my eyes and see The chaos of life and death.

-“Enough practice now, we’ll try again tomorrow.

Now let’s go back home,” said the man with great sorrow.

In home the old man did as best to cheer up the fly.

He himself even pretended he was a fly.

They talked together, And laid side by side against one another.

They watched the stars through the window of his cabin, Revealing that his name was Carl McAlvin.

And the little fly saying she had no name, Which to that the fly answered with a great deed of shame.

The man put the fly in a little match box, And set it next to his collection of dead frogs.

All through the night the poor insect wept, And it couldn’t sleep, as it twisted in bed.

By Graciela Vasquez JL HS

The next morning, the old man got up as cheery as ever.

Ready for the long day ahead.

Little did he know however, That the fly he’d so much gotten to love was now dead.

By Juan Mendoza JL HS SPEECHLESS

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"Envy and Arrogance and Avarice are the three sparks that have all hearts enkindled."

-Dante's The Divine Comedy: The Inferno

Drawing by Carlos Flores SPEECHLESS Page 15

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