Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation.

We travel with the same clan over and over again, from one life to the next, until some ultimate purpose is fulfilled and we no longer need to return.

Globalization by the way of McDonald’s and KFC has captured the hearts, the minds, and from what I can see through the window, the growing bellies of the folks here.

Nobody, she felt, understood her-not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie - except her man.

Lately, Mami’s eyes have been so dark, I don’t like looking into them because I’m afraid I’ll fall in.

The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.

We aren’t encouraged to think for ourselves and ask questions. We are expected to accept what they teach us as infallible truths.