The thing about Santa Barbara is that the weather never seems to change. It was August, that was a fact, but I wasn't sure if it was summer or spring…

The Shell Gas Station is a thing from the past, a rather unmemorable memory. Eating lunch at my favorite McD's, I pondered my life, thinking about my past and present…

I saw Margarita at school one day, in the cafeteria. She was doing homework. It was Wednesday. I was wearing a blue Dodger's t-shirt, a black jacket I picked up…

God is like this child who whines at a diner, crying, making a tantrum, hoping his mom would listen to him and buy him that apple pie a la mode…

The first time I wore a suit was at the age of two, when breathing, sleeping, eating and pooping were the only things I needed to worry about. My mother…

Mr. Big Shot Quiroz looked like the Mexican version of Donald Trump; he had on a black suit and a red tie, a cellphone on his ear at all times,…