What can we, in this world, possibly say to travelers on the border of the living and the dead.


Notes from a three day water fast

Between February 12th and February 14th, I fasted for three days. These are the notes from that experience. They are not revelatory, or even that interesting, but I recorded them for posterity.

Soneto no. 3 (caminos cruzados)

Since I’m not writing much these days, a sonnet in Spanish that I wrote a few years back. Thought it had been lost to time, but it turned up in a pile of papers. Written, fair warning, in my pidgin Spanish.