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"Fifty-Five Today" For Selena Quintanilla-Pérez. April 16th comes again, and the jukebox in the sky still spins *Bidi Bidi Bom Bom*. You would have been 55 today old enough for silver threads in dark hair, young enough to still out-dance the spotlight. I picture you in 2026: maybe touring with bedazzled mic stands, maybe teaching little girls in Corpus Christi, how to hit a note and own a room, maybe just laughing with Chris in a quiet kitchen, still calling your fans “mi familia.” The world kept spinning without you, but it never sounded quite the same. Every April we count: 23, 24… 55. The numbers climb, but your voice doesn’t age. It stays 23, frozen in rhinestones, forever mid-verse, forever becoming. So today we light a candle, Play *Dreaming of You* too loud, And let the purple flowers crowd the internet again. 55 looks good on you, Selena. Happy birthday. We still sing.