Calaveras means skull, our poems were written to be satirical in nature making fun of someones death who is actually still alive. In the culture of Dia de Los Muertos these poems are written about a political figure or someone big in the media as a way for the lower class to make fun of the rich and powerful in a safe accepted way. These poems are often times represented by illustrations depicting how the specific person passed in their poem. So say maybe someone does one about a famous cook who slips in the kitchen and lands on a knife or something like that.
My Calaveras was about the presidential candidate Hillary Clinton, who after the elections are over is taken to prison for her crimes against the country, she trips running away from other prisoners and lands on her head.
I do not think that my Calaveras was as good as it could have been, writing in Spanish has really been a problem for me this year and I do believe that I could have made the quality of my poem a lot better if I had put the effort into it when I need to.
My Calaveras: Hay un político que se llama Hillary Clinton. Ella está en Washington DC en un debate de políticos. Si ella pierde, ella faltar ir a prisión. Ella tiene pelo rubio y ojos azules. Hillary es en prisión por cometiendo traición y asesinato. Ella esta muy enojada porque ella lost el elección. Hillary va a el prisión y poner en un celda. Ella esta loca y triste. Un dia ella es sentando en cafetería, cuando dos mujeres. Una mujer tiene un cuchillo. Hillary correr irse de el dos mujer. Mientras ella corre, ella tropezón bajaba escaleras. Hillary Clinton caerse a el piso y romper su cuello.