Velvet

Violence was a family tradition. My father, his father, his father’s father.



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Holding Patterns

I do not fear strangers. Everyone in the world exists to protect me from disaster I can sense but not perceive.


Smile

“Basmah” means “smile” in Arabic. That’s what my ex-wife named our daughter; she said that maybe she could teach me how to smile. Our marriage lasted for eight years. I tried my best.


Bokeh

Sound travels differently in a barrio. Here, there are no quiet hours, no inconvenience; without noise, the air stifles.


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Heirlooms

Oh, that’s where my parents used to—Grandma cuts off her sentence, spins around and starts again, climbing the stairs towards us. “That’s where my parents put me during storms.”