In fair Mexicali where we lay our scene, my grandmother’s house will forever be the biggest mystery.  Every room seemed to terrify me as I wandered, equally mesmerized by the multitudinous wallpaper designs. Fifteen meters from the front door sat my favorite relief (inadvertently eponymous to Piscina Pop) the swimming pool. This pool hugged my Nani’s house so tightly. Enveloping it was a painted dolphin mural. It is where each of the 35 cousins had at least one birthday party. My brother’s included a magician.

Although covered by a huge outdoor roof, it is hard to ignore the rain at the pool on this day. Today marks the death of my grandmother and while I cannot help but envision the grayest picture at the empty swimming pool of my childhood, these are the rich indigo tiles that line the inside of my heart today and every day.

Jamie xx – Obvs

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