Clyo Mendoza

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Clyo Mendoza


Born
in Oaxaca, Mexico
March 16, 1993


Clyo Huitzilin Mendoza Herrera nació en Oaxaca, México, en 1993. Poeta y narradora, es autora de Anamnesis (Cuadrivio, 2016) y Silencio (Fondo editorial del Estado de México, 2018), libro por el cual obtuvo el Premio Internacional de Poesía Sor Juan Inés de la Cruz en 2017.

Ha participado en las antologías Poetas parricidas (Cuadrivio, 2014), Tiembla (Almadía, 2018), Los reyes subterráneos. Veinte poetas jóvenes de México (La Bella Varsovia, 2015) y Todo pende de una transparencia. Muestra de poesía mexicana reciente (Vallejo & Company, 2016). Ha sido becaria del FONCA en los géneros de Poesía y Novela y residente becaria de la Fundación Antonio Gala, en Córdoba, España.

Furia, publicada en 2021, fue su primera novela.

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Furia

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Silencio

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Anamnesis

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Las formas de la memoria

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Los reyes subterráneos: Vei...

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Poetas parricidas

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“They were always spying on him, but this time they saw what they had been hoping to see; something out of the ordinary. Tied to the trunk of the tree in the yard was a man who looked wild, savage. His eyes were horrible, bloodshot eyes. Come on, let’s see what’s going on, said the children, moving a little closer. But no, they weren’t human eyes, they were the eyes of a dead man; but even so, the pupils moved and projected their infinite emptiness onto wherever they were directed. The children scented danger and left. It was three days before they opened their mouths again. Their grandmas had to spit alcohol on their shoulders, bathe them in flowers, make them chew on the skins of snakes.”
Clyo Mendoza, Fury: A Novel

“..sentía que formaba parte de una maquinaria,que él era un minúsculo engrane y que los otros también. Aunque pensar eso lo hacía sentir insignificante, se sentía también parte de un todo. Quizá sentir esto es Dios, pensaba, pero la primera vez que su cuerpo se unió al de alguien más tuvo esa misma sensación, la de bullir con otro cuerpo hasta formar parte los dos de un único brebaje.”
Clyo Mendoza, Furia

“But no, I’m lying when I say that too. Sometimes you don’t look at her, you don’t see the spiral. And to be honest, sometimes you enter there just to get your fill. Something inside you says: Yes, you can, let’s go there. I don’t need it, but I want it. The body is sometimes like those people who have experienced hunger in the past and force their children to finish every scrap on their plates.”
Clyo Mendoza, Fury: A Novel

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