grandfather

The questions I would have asked you when I was 10, after you passed away: Why did you choose a Canadian baseball team to support? Why did you buy their…

“Don’t move.” From the passenger seat behind me, Bryan grabbed my headrest and pulled himself up. “That is one big bug,” he said with excess enthusiasm. “Where?” I whispered. “On top…

My grandfather’s house stood on the corner of Beech Street in northeast Portland. The two-story home, shaded by tall and leafy trees, sat adjacent to a garage, a workspace filled…

Image Credit: Edwin Carmona    “Every dictatorship, whether of man or party, leads to the two forms that schizophrenia loves most: the monologue and the mausoleum.” —Octavio Paz   Joe…