Essay

“The essay is a theater of intelligence where an organized and lucid mind uses pedagogical resources to make the common reader reflect and lead them by the hand to a conclusion that would lose persuasive power if it were presented abruptly.”

–Enrique Serna

  • Writing the body in the instant: “Agua viva” by Clarice Lispector

    Writing is operating on the vibration of the instant like someone sewing a resisting edge; a language that does not represent the world but produces it, where the word is always a fragment of something that is never fully said and escapes while being written.

  • The Idiosyncrasies of Mexican Yearning and Japanese Reflection

    It’s soulful chaos versus soulless perfection. It’s improvisation versus ritual. It’s the belief that discomfort is the price we pay for community versus the belief that giving each other space is real community.

  • Life Is a Theater

    Life Is a Theater

    On the other hand, the phrase that reality surpasses fiction reveals a fundamental aspect of human nature: our unsurpassable inclination to interpret and to construct fictions around chaos and randomness.

  • Brick Flesh

    Brick Flesh

    I understand the house as the body that receives us when the world gets too far inside us. Other times I feel the house inhabits me, and I don’t know if it is me or it that breathes.

  • The Photos We Chose

    The Photos We Chose

    When you develop film, you have the negative of everything you shot, but the photograph is consummated only once you have the positive, whether in black and white or color. Therefore, the negative is like an abstraction: a guide toward the final image.

  • Hatred

    Hatred

    Hatred is the best impulse I have for writing, not because everything I write when I’m angry is worthwhile, but because hatred seems to fan the flames of my creative process.

  • I hope something happens

    I hope something happens

    We live as if there were a rehearsal before real life begins; always waiting for when we’ll have more time, when we get older, when we find a partner, when everything finally falls into place. But nothing ever truly falls into place.