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Raul Esparza 17 July, 2019

I’d passed them up already, accelerating toward another job site — always short on time. They were standing on the opposite edge of Weisner Road

Raul Esparza 20 July, 2017

Abandoned Jesus, why? The years visited me, one by one — each one generous in giving and taking. They left my sins and took his

Raul Esparza 3 November, 2014

I dreamt of her; when I do, a deep wound inside opens up to breathe. In the 6000-plus nights of life that I experienced imprisoned,

Raul Esparza 25 July, 2014

Being alone sucks. I mean being completely alone. My life was legally taken for many years; I was literally dead to the world. I was

Raul Esparza 11 June, 2014

I worked hard for 10 hours today. It started at 4:34 AM. The day is over and here I sit in the shade of a

Raul Esparza 3 February, 2014

Amidst the hissing drone of random bullets, a thick laughter bubbled up in Sergeant Paz’s throat. It spilled out, only to drown in an acidic

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