From blanquita to Boricua.

Sarah had not expected to become Puerto Rican on Friday night. She had blond hair, blue eyes, and Scandinavian and German genes, but she had something that trumped all that: Sarah had a number. It wasn’t just an ordinary number, but a number that corresponded to three joyful life events: her wedding anniversary, her baby […]


Two life-sized statues of me will be built in my honor: one in Newark, New Jersey, and the other in the central plaza of Toa Alta, Puerto Rico. I will insist that the statues remain covered in bird shit. Baskets of hand-milled, multigrain bread crumbs will draw birds from miles away, and their avian intestines […]