Too Too

Herasmo and his daughter Lupe went out for a nice meal at the local Chinese buffet. Herasmo told Lupe a while back that he had never been to a Chinese restaurant because they scared him. Lupe heard this and figured that she’d take her father out for dinner once she received her first paycheck. Her … More Too Too

Donde Votar?

Donde Votar? Where to vote? Donde Votar? was Google’s top search on election day. Donald Trump wasn’t involved. Medicare wasn’t involved. No caravan. No political agenda. Just a whole mass of Spanish-speaking people asking where they could vote. It goes to show that America’s Spanish-speaking citizens are out there willing and able to take part … More Donde Votar?


Donnie Gumbo was a man. A larger built man. A larger built man with soft eyes and a strong neck. He was in line behind his best friend Oli at a taco truck. It was lunchtime when his best friend died. Oliver Grim was standing in line in front of his best friend Donnie as … More Gumbo


This is my living journal. Updated when needed. I hope to one day look back at his project and think: I felt something. It’s not about my writing. It’s about me.

Hongos. (Reprise)

Maria sat with her legs crossed tight enough to amputate a man’s hand if it found itself anywhere near them. She didn’t know much English, she carried all her money in cash, and she didn’t have her husband next to her. All she had was three children waiting in her suburban, pining for mushroom pizza. … More Hongos. (Reprise)