I stutter so much! I used to stutter as a little boy … then I gradually stopped. I was free, except for those moments of anger, when the affliction would surface in the most vicious fashion (Ryan would call it cute when we’d argue). But I never realized it, for I was much-too-consumed with my…

Have you ever made the acquaintance of someone that leaves you in awe? He makes you feel inadequate, his suzerainty being ostensibly more elevated than yours. He speaks a multitude of languages. So you shake at the knees at the mere thought of speaking to him. Ironically, you, inadequate as you are, possess that thing…

The school clapped not because X- was eminent but because he was average. It could celebrate itself in his image.

I have just seen, what quite possibly shall be one of my favorite movies of all time. It made me shudder, scream, sigh, cheer and finally, cry but tears infused with joy. The movie is in Swedish and revolves around teenagers in high school, primarily around Agnes, a social misfit with a penchant for writing.…

To-day, or was it tonight? I don’t know. I have yet to learn to say ‘tonight’ or ‘evening’ because for me, the word day constitutes everything from the moment I wake up in the morning to that moment when I close my eyes and lose myself into that other reality. Be there light or darkness,…

Tonight is one of those nights that I associate with New Mexico. An Armada of overfed clouds, clumsily and with an air of exhaustion, make their way over the mountains that lie to the north of Santa Fe. And like the Armada, they invade the tranquility and calm that fed the town throughout the day.…

When I speak to my mother and talk about … I always use the verb querer rather than amar. If I am correct, the former is similar to the verb ‘to like’ while the latter is similar to the verb ‘to love.’ But in my head I have reversed their meanings, perhaps it has to…

You don’t even know me But why lie about me? You don’t even know me Why do you hate me? Though I have denied myself the company of humanity outside of work, i.e., my free time, save for that of two individuals who have become essential to my existence as water is to life, once…

Please excuse the censorship … the following is what I actually meant to publish: I maintain that nothing need be destroyed, that we only need to destroy the idea of God in man, that’s how we have to set to work. It’s that, that we must begin with. Oh, blind race of men who have…

Why is it that whenever I hear “Billy Jean,” I an immediately reminded of one the most wickedly amazing times in my life? California was nice. “Hi.” “You again?” “Yes.” “Let’s do lunch!” “I can’t, I’m going back to-morrow!” “But!” And now I am back in Santa Fe, but the weather in Santa Fe is…