alejandro sandoval

The clerk asked him for his first and last name and papi answered, "Alejandro Sandoval."  Confused, yet convinced, I blurted out, "No, papi, your name is Jose!" He immediately pinched me and commanded me to hush.  I sat on papi's hip and silently wondered who Alejandro Sandoval was and why my dad was claiming to be him. Back then I … Continue reading alejandro sandoval

hurt people hurt people

I love you. I don’t hate you. I hate what you represent. I hate that my father left this country with three children behind, promised to remain faithful to my mother, ran off with yours, and had you. I don’t hate you. I dislike the idea of you. I dislike that when I was three … Continue reading hurt people hurt people