Mosquito by Gayl Jones

Author:Gayl Jones [Jones, Gayl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-8070-9575-1
Publisher: Beacon Press
Published: 1999-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

I KNOW Y’ALL THINKS I’M CRAZY, BUT ALL THE time we’s making love, Ray and me, I can still hear them peoples talking ’bout them refugees and other peoples. We’s making love and I’m hearing conversations. Which don’t mean we ain’t making good love, but them womens is still having they conversation. I’m thinking if whether one of them patrols is going to come, saying Ray darling and still hearing them people’s talking about the new Underground Railroad, thought they ain’t exactly just talking about the new Underground Railroad. I’m trying to think more about me and Ray, and us loving, but I’m still that jazz musician and them womens is still saying they same song. I says Ray darling and listens to them at the same time.

. . . I’ve got a couple of martial arts teachers. One’s Chinese, the other looks like that giant in Norse mythology. What’s the name of that giant? The one that guards the well of wisdom. . . . The Grand Panjandrum thinks we oughta buy ourselves an island and turn it into an independent country where refugees from all over the world can come. . . . Middle-age radicals. . . . But the point is it’s America they want to come to. But at least it’s better than detention camps, you know.

. . . No fascists, dictators, or imperialists allowed.

. . . We need somebody who speaks Quechua.

. . . He’ll probably try to free her. She’s his old girlfriend, ain’t she? The guerrilla woman. Somebody said she was or maybe they’re mistaking her for another one. Like all Latinas look alike, you know. Who, the one playing chess? Name’s Ray Mendoza. Not our Ray. I know that ain’t Father Raymond. I think he’s from Chiapas, though. She usedta be his girlfriend too. Spying on him for one of her generals. Or maybe she was spying on the generals for them?

Who’s his old girlfriend? I’m asking, ’cause we’s making love, like I’m saying, and I’m listening for them patrollers and I ain’t want them to be talking about his old girlfriend.

You ever been to Mexico? I ask Ray.

You know I have, he says.

You know, Ray, I ain’t never been across the border to Mexico. Well, once I was in Mexico and didn’t know I was in Mexico. Seem like Delgadina was in her Land-Rover and knew some secret route into Mexico, but I ain’t sure if we was really in Mexico. I travels along the Mexican border, but I ain’t never been into Mexico, I mean, knowing that I’m in Mexico. You know the typical American attitude toward Mexico? You know us typical American attitude toward Mexico.

He look like he more interested in kissing me again than talking about Mexico. I hear something I think might be a patrol, and I grabs toward my jeans and bra, but it ain’t no patrol. Then I hear a honk that sound like the honk of a member of my union. I still calls it my union, but I gots to tell y’all about my union.

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