Writing

Fiction |

“Two Visions”

“We couldn’t know that by nightfall, they would be upon us with their rapid hearts and their gnashing teeth.”

Essay |

“Jabas”

“If you were really Cuban, you would have learned sooner to carry plastic bags, tucked in your purse, in pockets, down the front of your shirt.”

Fiction |

from My Mother’s Tears

“… she delivered this sentence that, true or false, desolates, rots the soul: You must always, at every moment, distrust everyone around you … Even your father … And even your mother …”