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Sore-throated and restless, our hero today discovers the root. He moved to a new city last week, and has been learning the language. Technically, it’s an old city, old language, since his family is from here originally. For this, something tells him he has returned to the city, although it is his first time […]
America is a pretty important place. And yes I call it America, because that is how I grew up hearing it. I like the name, too, what’s there to say. A-mer-i-ca. Merica. Murica. If it suddenly stopped existing, which if we believe what anyone says, could be any day now, then I would like […]
A good book invites you to a world. A great book enters yours. Both happened when I read the Alchemist. Storytime. I was on my way to the airport, on my way to Europe to help the lady move her things to Bucharest. Per tradition, I made my round of phone calls to […]
“. . . come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret.” My uncle used to say, a bad lunch ruins your day. You go away hungry for not having eaten, angry for having spent the money, and, on top of that, you must wait until […]
The restroom was occupied. So Margot danced to the center, where Gaspar and Linda were wrapped in a single embrace. When the couple noticed who was approaching, they made room. “Happy birthday,” shouted Gaspar. “You throw cool parties,” followed Linda. Margot thanked the new couple, handing each a red solo cup. […]
(art attributed to Gerrel Saunders) If you don’t count sleeping with someone you shared a bed with before your current girlfriend, then I have never cheated. If you don’t count video sex as intimacy, then I have never cheated. If you don’t count it as cheating when you are single but the other person […]
Today I would like to put words to the following concept: ROMÂNIA. The prompt is “Which country impressed you the most?” I won’t say “the most, the most”, but this one above many moves me to move there. To provide the post with a sense of focus, and fun, the following flow will […]
What if I told you a story? Breakfast with mamá, galleria area Houston, 2014 — the year I came back home to live with my parents. She hints at my finding a job as casually as she stirs the sugar in her coffee. I ruffle my nose. It would be easy, she suggests, […]
