"Choleric Serpent on the Left" is a rough translation of the Ná huatl-language noun "Huitzilcohuátl." In ancient Mexico, people who could trace their cultural lineage to the Toltecs, were named, not by the whim of their parents' tastes but according to a priest's interpretation of conditions of the child's day of birth and algorithms derived from the Stone of the Fifth Sun, popularly known as the Aztec Sun. "Huitzilcohuátl" is a gift that a modern-day Náhuatl speaker and scholar of the Stone of the Fifth Sun gave me during a stay in Mexico City. In short, it's my Native-American name, like "Crazy Horse" or "Sitting Bull."
Born in Mexico City of working-poor and working-class migrants from Puebla and Oaxaca. My father worked at Bicicletas de México before it folded. My mother is a Zapotec-speaker. I broke U.S. immigration law when I was seven and sneaked across the U.S.-Mexico border. My sentence was a childhood of racist shaming and repeated deportations by La Migra (followed by more law-breaking on my part when I sneaked across again.) I lived out my childhood and adolescence in southern California and finished a four-year liberal arts education after high school.