The Mayorazgo-CAPU truck was advancing, with its tires, the blue and yellow colors. In the final seat: Persino saw the lowering door with its blackish defective rubber, which prevented a harmonious closing, and allowed the wind to enter, advancing 65 km/h, just like the truck. The city of Puebla was on the other side of the glass with its 4 126 101 inhabitants and she was not there. A mud-caked San Bernardo licked the wet stones. A golf club flooded by its inefficient drainage. A market that was not supplied with zempazuchil flower that day of the dead. She was not there. It had just rained on the sidewalk, on the dirt of the unpaved streets and on the awning of the Mayorazgo- CAPU truck. The gray sky tried to disrupt the artifact with wheels, with Persino, with the child crying for not having a chuchobaca. The absence of her tearing the city to pieces, howling in every corner. The gray sky failed in its attempt at devastation.
Photographers: John Kilar | Instagram
Fernando Percino is Mexican and was born sometime in the eighties; he also has a degree in Public Administration from the Benemérita Universidad Autónoma de Puebla. He has published short stories in the cultural supplement “Catedral” of the newspaper “Síntesis”, the novel “Velvet Cabaret” (2015), the book of short stories “Lucina” (2016), the book of chronicles “Diarios de Teca” (2016)and currently writes the book of notes “Volk” in ERRR Magazine. He was a member of the editorial board of the magazines: “Chido BUAP” and “Vanguardia: Todas las expresiones”. He has worked as a public official in the State and Federal Public Administration and served in various positions, for more than 7 years, in the microfinance industry.