Spaniel I I see her through the window coming up the sidewalk and I know it’s mija. It’s my daughter. I never knew what her mother told her in the beginning, whether she told her I died or wasn’t her papá at all, just some stranger who visited once.
I. Julius played piano in the old folks’ home, Monday and Saturday afternoons, accompanied by the sound of creaking joints. His mother called him Jewel–yuss. A clear Saturday morning, Julius, still drunk, drove his hybrid right into the lobby. Tabby the nurse was flattened. Immediately Julius realized what he’d done,