September 12, 2016
In Silence We Became the Most Real
What’s best is on windy days when the smell of Antilles lilies or petrichor washes over me like an illusion of a warm summer day. —“Antillian Landscape,” Ruben […]
May 30, 2016
Peace is a Bus that Has No Destination
…for history has yet to start and there’s no geography and no other languages. And even better: the war has left its “r” behind and turned into love, so the […]
January 8, 2015
Who Has the Loudest Voice?
All literature offends someone. To offend our fixed ideas, even our most sacred truths, is one of the ways in which writers compel us to think, to question, and to […]