The Kelly Song Collective

Orlando Garcia 

   

My name is Orlando Garcia. 

I’m 21 years old.

My father’s Juan.  My mother’s called Maria. 

My story won’t be told.

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In my bedroom there’s the flag of Puerto Rico. 

I run the quarter in 48 and change.

Carol Rodriguez is my hero. 

I wish my life were re-arranged.

 

The sun will rise up on Orlando. 

The dance floor’s a funny place to die.

More James Dean than Marlon Brandon

with a touch of Benitez in his eye.

 

I came out last October

so afraid of what my family would say –

The first Garcia to go to college,

the first one to tell them he was gay.

 

My father stood and wrapped his arms around me. 

My mother kissed me through the tears.

My brother took me out drinking. 

My sister laughed, said she’d known for years.

 

Say adios to mis amigos.  Love my parents all you can.

Fly my heart to Puerto Rico.  Leave it sleeping in the sand.

 

My name is Orlando Garcia. 

I’m 21 years old.

My father’s Juan.  My mother’s called Maria. 

My story won’t be told.

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