Q: Gabby, what inspires you?
A: Celibacy. Nina Simone. Hank’s Supermarket after 2a.m. Rough hands. Leather pants. Breastfeeding on public transportation. Grandmother’s kitchens. 1970s yearbooks. Poor Boy's bar. Letters written and never sent. Amphetamines. The ladies selling raspado on street corners.
Children playing in apartment complex parking lots. The sound of analog projectors. Pulperias. Dora Garcia. The smell of Fabuloso. Immigrants. Blues-coated towns. Silky nightgowns from Goodwill. The love letters from my grandfather to my grandmother that she numbered and saved in a cabinet I could never reach.
Laundry hanging on a line in the backyard under the banana trees.