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"A House on Mango Street” by Sandra Cisneros
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"A House on Mango Street” by Sandra Cisneros
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I Am So Depressed I Feel Like Jumping in the River Behind My House but Won’t Because I’m Thirty-Eight and Not Eighteen by Sandra Cisneros
“Your eyes. Your eyes. Eyes with teeth. Terrible as obsidian. The days to come in those eyes, the days gone by. And beneath that fierceness, something ancient and tender as rain.”
— Sandra Cisneros, from Woman Hollering Creek; “Eyes of Zapata,” c. 1991.
My mother says when I get older my dusty hair will settle and my blouse will learn to stay clean, but I have decided not to grow up tame like the others who lay their necks on the threshold waiting for the ball and chain. —Sandra Cisneros/Beautiful & Cruel/The House on Mango Street
Not a flat. Not an apartment in back. Not a man’s house. Not a daddy’s. A house all my own. With my porch and my pillow, my pretty purple petunias. My books and my stories. My two shoes waiting beside the bed. Nobody to shake a stick at. Nobody’s garbage to pick up after. Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean as paper before the poem. —Sandra Cisneros/A House of My Own/The House on Mango Street
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There. I had to look to where she pointed—the third floor, the paint peeling, wooden bars Papa had nailed on the windows so we wouldn’t fall out. You live there? The way she said it made me feel like nothing. There. I lived there. I nodded. —Sandra Cisneros/The House on Mango Street/The House on Mango Street
“I put it down on paper and then the ghost does not ache so much. I write it down and Mango says goodbye sometimes. She does not hold me with both arms. She sets me free.”
Sandra Cisneros’ The House on Mango Street
People who live on hills sleep so close to the stars they forget those of us who live too much on earth. —Sandra Cisneros/Bums in the Attic/The House on Mango Street