Monthly Archives: August 2010

Los Sures, Part 10: How Do You Say, “Smorgasbord” in Spanish?

We ran back with the camera in her hand and tried to get the giant pig to come closer. “C’mon, Wilbur,” she said to it. But it stayed in a dark corner. Fever said that the pig was boring and … Continue reading

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Los Sures, Part 9: When I Was Nuyorican

Evie loved pigs. Our father took my sister to see Charlotte’s Web on her 11th birthday. It was the only time he ever took just one of us to the movies. So Evie was really really excited when Mami said … Continue reading

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New Story Up at Spinetingler!

My short story “Watching the Iguanas” is now up at the great online thrill-ride of a magazine Spinetingler. I wrote the story many years ago for my zine Mongrel, inspired by an Elvis Costello song and my brief experience petsitting … Continue reading

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Los Sures, Part 8: Nuyorican Go Home

We called my brother Rafael “Fever” because whenever he liked something—like Godzilla or baseball or Bruce Lee—he got a “fever” for it. When we went to Puerto Rico for summer vacation he was dying to play baseball, but the local … Continue reading

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Los Sures, Part 7: Donna Who Lived Downstairs and Who Put Her Hand Down My Pants

Donna who lived downstairs with her mother in the bottom floor apartment at 121 South Second Street was probably my first girlfriend. Donna was our landlord Mojona’s granddaughter. Donna was the daughter of Mojona’s daughter, Melancholia, who worked at the … Continue reading

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Tainos Still Kicking

For those of you who read my story “Juracán” in the anthology Indian Country Noir, this report about the survival of the Native Americans I write about might be of interest. Decimated Tribe Seeks Recognition Through 2010 Census Puerto Rican … Continue reading

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Los Sures, Part 5A: Our Booger Wall

My brother and I had a booger wall. We had bunk beds in a room with a window that had a fire escape that looked out over the stoop of 121 South Second Street. Our bunk beds were up against … Continue reading

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