Wednesday, 25 February 2026

book review of the biography I recently published

 https://latinosenglishedition.blog/2026/02/25/review-of-the-life-and-times-of-juan-felipe-limon-dominguez/


A biography by Katya Mills

Juan was an artist and several of his oil paintings, provided by his family, are included at the end of the paperback version.

The Life and Times of Juan Felipe Limon Dominguez carries an intimacy that sings to the reader almost like an autobiography. The author of this brief biography steps back into the shadows, quite masterfully, as though placing Juan on a stage under a bare bulb in some low lit shack one can only find by following the Sacramento River south from the city for several miles deep into the delta farmland, to share his ninety plus years on earth with us.

This is a vivid and heartfelt portrait of a young man with nothing to lose, born into poverty, etched into the rugged mountainsides in Sinaloa, who embarked on a journey from Mexico to the United States after his own family was decimated by misfortune. While following a familiar trajectory of hope, hardship, and resilience, the narrative stands out for its compelling voice. It doesn’t merely chronicle an immigrant experience; it invites readers to live it, breathe it, and reflect on the wider socio-political contexts that shape such journeys. The timing of this release is striking, what with nationalism and anti-immigrant rhetoric peaking, particularly in the United States.

The book’s greatest strength lies in its honest depiction of one man’s vision and how he carries it out; tending to the earth which in turn tended to him, finding a home when he was left without one, creating a family in the absence of one. Despite the cultural dislocation he held on to his roots, staying close to the earth and all the bounty the Central Valley provides. The book is succinct and keeps a pace which is set by the rhythms of Juan’s life. Waking up to work another day of hard labor with his hands, never feeling sorry for himself despite the emotional toll of his losses. Experiences connect through Juan’s memory and and the author blends the past with the present in such a way that it feels seamless and not disruptive, so the pages can turn without having to turn back.

The consistent tone throughout is refreshingly and remarkably optimistic given the hardships Juan experienced. He was known by his family and friends as a man who never complained. To his dying day, Juan’s spirit was full with hope and humor, gratitude and determination. The author’s prose uses everyday moments — a shared meal, a sudden and unexpected decision necessitated by circumstance, comradery at work, an idea or urge taking form  — to open up gateways to deeper reflection.

The life exemplified is portrayed with sensitivity and nuance. The narrative does not frame assimilation as a linear progression but rather as a textured process of negotiation and self-reinvention. In Juan’s own words  —  shared over coffee across the final three years of his life —  Katya captures the bittersweet nature of leaving your homeland only to return decades later and feel like a stranger in your own hometown. Stylistically, this biography separates the chaff from the wheat and avoids overwrought sentimentality or melodrama. The author’s restraint allows the emotional truths to emerge organically, making the moments of joy and triumph all the more rewarding.

In conclusion, The Life and Times of Juan Felipe Limon Dominguez is a story of courage and vulnerability, of obstacles confronted with deep humility yet light-heartedness — and dignity. In the words of the author … “Juan’s spirits were high and he carried an unflagging optimism to the end. You could feel the warmth and generosity in his presence. He saw life through a rose-colored lens and his memory was as sharp as a tack. I can only hope by this brief accounting of his life to have captured some of the essence of the man so many loved and admired, his trials and tribulations, and how he managed to endure them, and not only survive but prosper.” 

 Here is the link to the biography: https://www.amazon.com/Life-Times-Felipe-Limon-Dominguez-ebook/dp/B0GHGP1BBQ


Monday, 16 February 2026

journal entries # 2.16.26



when the body

touched down
in the shallow paupers
grave

the earth held it
like it had not been
held

and the face
bloodless looked
up blind

searching the sky
for the soul



i could not explain away the lacuna without consulting the gods who told me in a hundred beads fallen from my wrist in a sun shower in the middle of the night where I had been. remembering I cried. and wrote it down as fast as I could before it went out on the tides


invasion of dawn over the land … choreographed waves of influencers and who is who in a sanitized place beam out in sizzling satellite emissions then recede … in the silence in the dark I can finally breathe. I can feel joy and heartache and love living

it was freeing seeing her reflection touching nail beds to the curve of this planet she carved each follicle uplifting her thoughts drifting farther from the ache of memory chrome of razor catching light beneath her wrist like the lake where he drowned





by #katyamills

Monday, 9 February 2026

journal entry #5


2.9.26 

all I am is breath. transparency. like the materials you chose to adorn me with. pellucidity of desire. my bones dissolve in your embrace deep in these high count hotel casino sheets. tonight I bring you luck. I am your ace


2.2.26 

only you can. they cannot imprison your soul

2.3.26 

the pain I endure comes less from culture wars and dissipated love or the malaise I feel in my tummy than from the minutes the hours rife with possibility I squander in the doomscrolling semiconsciousness of this our modern age


2.4.26 

the photo of her fell off the wall. her mother and sister recalled it was just after breakfast. they were picking up the shattered glass. only much later did they learn she had lost her life that morning. many miles away in Vienna.


2.5.26 

destitute unwashed unshaven uncertain if he was hallucinating a world full of apathy toward his condition he left with one charitable gaze from an otherwise insolent boy lambent in heart


2.6.26 

the wound came in various colors across the years and could not fully heal without the medicine you were unwilling to give. your apathy betrayed you. I cared less and less and less (about you). I guess it was contagious. It is sad. Yet I feel so deeply I know I've moved on


2.7.26 

before where she stood she saw what was not there. her blood her heart made itself known in her chest pursued by the shadow she cannot best. terrified to believe she was no different than them. this inheritance of mine. can it not be sublimated for good?

2.8.26

so pale
the world becomes 
by the end when the shadow 
once integrated 
disintegrated


by #katyamills 2026

Saturday, 31 January 2026

journal entry #4



1.27.26 unwilling to stay in line or lane we produced some wax for the #wane went against the grain and got chided and derided which was only reinforcing as we sang and danced to music they could not even seem to feel and is not that strange? #vss365

1.25.26 there is no #ruse left you could use I have seen them all. and when you haunt our shared location you will feel my distance. you lose. i give flowers only to those I choose #vss365

1.29.26 the title was dropped in the wrong box of which I was unaware. they placed it by my door at the top of the stair. my little head put it together and I was serene. for this thoughtfulness did #obfuscate the general malaise which saddens my gaze #vss365

1.28.26 a #quiver in the river of thought and I made this mistake. to follow one of a thousand diversions. and the river dried up. its bed harbored coyotes traveling west on the train tracks needing to rest. good. i was left hollow and still. breathing #vss365

1.31.26 little could #soothe a jaded heart but he brought over an ice cream cake just the same. day before their birth. joy sparked 4 a sec. is he dead yet? naw. what kind of planet? idk. but we have our dreams. #vss365




by #katyamills 2026

(originally posted on twitter and bluesky's daily vss threads)

Saturday, 24 January 2026

journal entry #3



1.23.26 while they #drizzle us with promises and stir our dying embers into a flickering hope licking the smoggy air i go about my rituals polishing my boots to shine and kick the everlasting tar out of some innocent dandelion as I tread the weary similitudes

1.21.26 the hardships made her brittle and broke her. she would never be that delicate heart again. she was resolute and when the winds picked up she tied her hair back flexed her psychology to #bend and move through any storm

1.22.26 she got thrown off again and all the bearings she intended upon gone her emotions unraveled and she became #unmoored. she wasn't a big drinker but a solid vodka cranberry did the trick. it's not often you discover your mate leaves you for another

1.24.26 you let the confidence #slip. I could not protect you anymore. I was up all night distraught. The tides cruel with rip. My heart carried yours to a distant star where you might not be sought. The fabrics were made of ionic sticking waters. the currency empathic tears

1.20.26 out of nothingness made of antiquated politics & algorithmic static ... inspiration #looms and takes hold. how do i fight for my life when lulled to sleep? imagine ... stay alert ... create ... listen ... write

1.16.26 no #searing pain today just a watercolor that could even wash away as the sun peaks and the staircase creaks and the heron speaks

1.17.26 the interrogation was going quite well indeed the walls #dappled with her blood and she came to arms tied behind her at the wrists and spat at her audience. raise the curtain! let the fucking show begin

here is the link to a biography I just published! a story of a humble farmer and his immigration from Sinaloa to California in the 1940's ... https://www.amazon.com/Life-Times-Felipe-Limon-Dominguez/dp/B0GHR7TXC9

by  #katyamills  
2026

Sunday, 18 January 2026

BIOGRAPHY

Hi I just published an #immigrant story and brief #biography of a great man who passed away last year age 99. Paperback coming soon. This is the E - edition ...