'Spain is also a truth, ' br the Blessed Virgin Mary once whispered br in my ear while we were riding the F train, br nearing the Fort Hamilton station. br She was cloaked in blue light. br Her eyes shone like those of br a small shivering jaguar. br The mass of humanity squeezed into br the F train clattered in a Babel of noise, br frenzied prayers to the cannibalistic deities br of their native lands. br Like some drunken goose, br I nibbled on Mary's neck and earlobes. br The Mother of God's br hot and messy heart exploded, br splattering its divine love br across the train and all of its passengers. br The train fell silent. br Staring at what remained of her, br I realized that every man br must one day dream br of his sperm br becoming br the stars in the sky.