The pig Luis is making sculptures. Take care of him, Saint John.

A nagual wanted to take my piglet Luis but I talked with him and made him give me my pig back. Thanks.

The piglet Luis was about to be taken to the slaughterhouse. Thank you, Virgin, for they granted him life.

Thanks for they didn’t make pork cracklings from my piglet Luis.

Rosa Galvez, 1971

I thank for my piggy Luis wasn’t eaten.