I’d read once that Salinas, the surname that graces every form of my identity,was born in the salt mines of old Spain, where many men surely perished. Myuncle Henry, though I’d call him tio, was a Salinas if there ever was one, thesalt so strong in his blood, you could almost taste it when the... Continue Reading →
Please take a stand for your red, white, and blue. Take a stand for the land ofthe greatest, land of the honest, land of the cherished liberty. Freedom for alland above all. Freedom for my sisters and brothers. Freedom to write on thispaper and freedom to stand outside the beloved White House, chanting withsigns in... Continue Reading →
She told me that she, too, had a gardenHere, in the city, and asked if I would like to see it?“Yes, where is it?,” I asked, confused.“In Defiance,” she answered,taking my hand, as I followed.She pointed out a little tuft of grass in the crack of an asphalt parking lot.Next, she showed me a strawberry plant growing between... Continue Reading →
As I approach 40, I realize that I have only two significant things to recommend me as a human being. One is an unusually high credit score. The other is being astoundingly fertile. The high credit score came by way of a confluence of inexplicable events. Or at least I...
We all frame the question of “What is love?” by our own most pressing concerns. For some of us, this question is a matter of whether or not love is “real.” For others, whether or not they’ll find it, or whether or not there’s only “the one.” My own biggest...
