She was desperate to remember… she was scared by the certainty that time would take with it the details of him that still lived in her mind, and that so much life would be reduced to a stupid photograph. Continue reading Little White Lie
La suma, resta, multiplicación o división siempre daba con “el número sagrado”. Y nosotros abacorados con su letanía comenzamos a corear: “¡Loco, loco, loco!”. Continue reading En el acto
Una pareja, una Boricua y un Americano, tiene un bebé, pero algo ocurre. ¿Tú sabes cómo a veces dices una mentira y se sigue complicando, y crece tanto la ficción que lo envuelve todo? Continue reading Pequeña mentira blanca
El abusador no amaina su pujanza. Me acerco para observar a la chica casi sin aliento y agarro al victimario por el cuello. Quiero apretarlo para sentir el crujir de las cervicales. Deseo vaciar mi impetuosidad en sus vías respiratorias para liberar a la mujer de aquel individuo. Continue reading Virago
Those first days are the worst. I hold my hunger until the fourth day, by which I am already 29 miles away from the place that saw my birth. I saw once on a police show that dying of hunger is actually pleasant. I wonder how and when it will happen, and how far from this place I will be when I perish.
Continue reading A Curse and a Kind
Stethoscopes & Pencils 