I was leaning on the kitchen counter, while Patricia sat at the kitchen table watching me eat a hardboiled egg.  I took a bite and remarked: “Ah, a little morsel of heaven that was pushed out of a chicken’s ass!”  Almost immediately, Patricia, who’s not one to argue/… Read full post »

There's a woman of stone
Sleeping under a torch
In the harbor, very near
The city where towers stood.

There's a road made of dust
Near The City of the Sheiks.
We sent our children there
To be near to their children
And huddle in fear in the dark.

Explosions here and there
Shake our idols and theirs.
There's n… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 20, 2008 7:47PM

A Mother's Log


This is the front side of a picture taken when I first came to the U.S.  Me and my little nephew Luis sitting on my first car.  My mother had a use for the other side:


She wrote the significant dates when I was drafted, took leave from boot… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 20, 2008 7:12PM

My First Thanksgiving

I arrived in Miami on November, 29, 1963, just exactly one week from the assassination of President Kennedy.  That weekend, before I left Miami on my way to Los Angeles on a Greyhound bus, I wandered the streets of downtown listening to the familiar speech of the Cubans and the gibberishRead full post »

NOVEMBER 20, 2008 1:24PM

My Scary Intruder in 101 words

Something wakes me. In the dark, within the cobwebs of my mind, it takes me a few seconds to realize that the unfamiliar place is my new apartment. I try to get back to sleep but the pressure in my bladder is insistent, and reluctantly I get up from the warm… Read full post »

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NOVEMBER 18, 2008 6:04PM

Mate and Cookies

 My mother and I are in the kitchen. It’s in this high ceiling room, separate from the rest of the house, that we spend our afternoons. She’s at the kitchen table sewing while I play on the cool tile floor making castles out of shoe boxes.

 On the brick stove, theRead full post »

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NOVEMBER 17, 2008 3:37PM


Merida was written four years ago.   

Fifteen years ago, my sister Bettina and brother-in-law Luis moved from Glendale, a suburb of Los Angeles, to Merida, the capital of the Mexican state of Quintana Roo and the largest city in the Yucatan peninsula. For many years after, the onl… Read full post »