That’s Where You Should Begin
My brother Marco believes he is the reincarnation of an Aztec warrior. He returned from another tour of the desert as a luchador, still in costume, and he told me about the ghost inside him as he leapt around the living room, practicing for some wrestling match he fears will be his last. He is determined to die in the ring, figures it's his destiny. He finds omens in swirling desert sand, in the cloud a bit of milk makes in coffee.