The Bronze Bench

The bronze bench, guarded by an aluminum fence, stood underneath a cedar tree whose arms stretched towards the bright sky like Moses. Little Felipe humored himself and imagined the tree telling each observer, “What you looking at fool?”

When Felipe asked his father about the bench, he heard the same spiel: “It’s a symbol of our people. We worked really hard for this.” Continue reading

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Agave Monsters at My Door

I awoke one morning, excited and ready for the day, only to find myself trapped in my own home. How did I find myself trapped in my own home? The agave plants outsmarted me. Knowing of my plan to destroy them, they transformed into monsters overnight and surrounded my entire house. Continue reading

‘The Second Cumming of Leonard’ —Excerpt from the novel BOOZEHOUND

A vintage ’63 BMW motorcycle stands by the curb that belongs to Jarod, one of the bartenders. It’s pristine condition shows his love and obsession for the classic. Except on Mondays, the bike’s here everyday. One unfamiliar with Love’s Lounge would think the bike was the dive’s public artpiece, or as Leonard would say, pubic artpiece. Continue reading