Eraclio Zepeda (Tuxtla Gutierrez, Chiapas, 1937) prefers the office of "storyteller solidarity", which is dedicated to recreating the oral narratives that increasingly pronounced, that of "lone writer", which recreates in word these same stories written for killing and posterity. Laco, as his friends call him, he prefers to talk than to write, true to the tradition of oral story tellers of Chiapas, whose office, respected and admired throughout the region, he learned as a child.
In 2004 we celebrated the "Week of Eraclio Zepeda at Casa de America" oral narratives, in Madrid, Spain. Eraclio Zepeda
apprehends the world around him and to mix with their experiences, builds and literary form to his words, which retain a spirit filled with humor and surprise with his job played a storyteller, but above all, the noble art of storyteller: "I believe that man will never cease to wonder. And when it does, it will be so boring the office of man, who will have to look for other things. Certainly come a revolution. "
"- Are you going to fly, Don Chico?
-Secure, said.
- And ... go far, Don Chico?
-very far.
- What height, Don Chico?
-High.
- When you reach heaven, Don Chico?
-the very sky.
's face lit up asking him: "For his lifetime
Don Chico, bring to heaven the cheese to my mother who died with the craving."
THE BEAT POETRY
Suddenly
One day
death suddenly falls
Dreams Sidewalks
The bed plans
mutilated
And fear without meaning Paralyzed
waiting Delving eating into the vitals
Living Waiting half strike
STREET
In this street all the houses in
always someone ... agonizing
Only a few realize.
After leaving school
Young
happily walk down that street and go
Unbeknownst
all households face always Where
Someone named
Unknown to them dying. Job
Cortés O
MEXICO FOR A FAIR and without rancor, SIN MEXICO BY LIBERALS AND CONSERVATIVES,? Fundemos The Fourth Republic! 
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