Here she is both within the world and without it. A tableau vivant of an unbroken ballerina.

2020 PROSE CONTEST WINNER. You understand, Ama. It was all I could give them in return.

Except that she was here now, and the oddest thing of all was that she seemed to belong here more than me.

My mother says it, too. “I am not my body,” she says. But she does not say it the way my doctor says it. My doctor says it softly, to me.

This star, five points contained by a circle on the west side of Highway 12 – this is where Manny died.

I used to stand there, for hours, and one day I grew roots. They were there. No one else could see them.

Puerto del Sol stands in support of Black Lives Matter.

"Amada's Place, Carmelo" by John Brandi (Puerto del Sol 1976)

You realize that all of their stories are gone, and that one day that’ll be you, your brother, sister, and so on, dead with stories.

The Pope had written the words: "Clear enough behind soft white smiles: the tongue. And beyond that: the breath. And beyond that? Nothing."