Then, on a whim, the poetry of the world, ripe with beauty and mystery, blooms in front of us. Everything is simply as it is, lively and talking to us.
Scientific hypotheses generally come in the form of “if . . . then . . .” statements, and thus they predict a specific chronology: first one thing happens, then another. But what happens when you lose track of this neat …
Esther chewed on the inside of her cheek. She sat in the reception room of Gibbons & Hamilton, LLP waiting for the receptionist to call her for an interview.
dad smokes outside West Ridge cafe/ friday nights at ten/ after coffee, two creams no sugar/ shelf burritos and twizzler sticks/ gone hard and cold at our corner table
Of the many untranslatable phrases of my life, “paradero” is among the least translatable. It’s Spanish for “the place where one stops,” but it is so much more.