I think of the children who will never know, intuitively, that a flower is a plant’s way of making love, or what silence sounds like, or that trees breathe out what we breathe in.
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Robert Lopez lives in Brooklyn, New York, and is the author of two story collections and three novels. His newest book, A Better Class of People, is forthcoming in 2021. He teaches too much at too many places and plays more tennis than his middle-aged body can handle. His piece in this issue is excerpted from a longer essay.
I can say I’m Puerto Rican, and no one can refute that, but I don’t know what it’s like to feel Puerto Rican. I don’t know what it’s like to see the flag of Puerto Rico and feel something that resembles pride.
Today is the National Puerto Rican Day Parade. I am watching it on television in Brooklyn while the Puerto Ricans are parading up Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.