Subways, I love them. The door to the carriage opens, it closes, and your two or five or 15 minutes of silent intimacy with people you’ve never met begins. Like unacquainted sardines. Like a colony of seals piled upon each other in stoic orgy.

We’re rich, we’re poor; black and white; Chavistas and Chavez-haters; young and [...]

Traveling up and down the West Coast in August, friends, family, and strangers solicited my thoughts on Cuba. “It’s a wonderful country,” I tell them, “and if you’re willing to wait in line for half an hour or so, you can get a double-scoop ice cream cone on a hot, sticky day for less than [...]

Sometimes I wonder how our ancestors envisioned their own lives before the invention of film. I know that, for me, reflection is a cinematic occurrence. Here I am, parked on the soft shoulder of Interstate 5, southbound, accompanied only by the ghostly screams of passing big-rigs to my left and an abandoned olive orchard to [...]