Tag: Family
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Our Dance: A Poem
Let’s talk about it Let’s not talk about it broken wings, slamming doors, fighting words a pretty package in the sun a glass house under moon Let’s talk about it Let’s not talk about it both crossed my lines you didn’t mean for them to Let’s talk about it Let’s not talk about it And…
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Blurry Memories
Blizzard road. Red lights paving the way. Pretending to be asleep when we park outside the house. Papa carries my limp body to bed. He smells like cigarettes, pine, and honey. He tucks me in and kisses my forehead. Later I hear him and Mama talk in the kitchen. The crack of a bottle. Red,…
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Filling Your Own Cup: Persevering in Uncertain Times
Do you ever feel like you’re stuck because pieces of you are split up in different places? Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m in limbo. The feeling first started creeping in when I was living somewhere I was anxious to leave and I knew that better opportunities were waiting for me somewhere else. It’s like…
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Chasing Magic in São Miguel
I recently traveled to the Azores, back to the island I was born on for the first time alone since we immigrated to the U.S when I was four. I had visited a couple of times in the past with my parents and friends, each time as exhilarating as it was absolute chaos. We were always spread…
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Film Review: Eighth Grade
I’m no film expert or critic. I’m not exactly in the position to preach anything about the cinematic experience, about what makes something artistically “good” or “bad” – although I’ve done that before and will most likely do it again (refer to my Stealing Beauty movie review from many moons ago). Instead of trying to get…
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Sunsets and Writing Tips
There’s something about 8:00pm that always calms my spirit — the gentle setting of the sun, the quiet comfort in knowing that neighbors and friends have returned from work and can let go. It’s in this moment when day and night touch, when their separate sounds and colors come together, that something tugs at my…
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Listen to Yourself: On Achieving Self-Discipline
“The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything.” When was the last time you sat in silence and felt yourself slip into nothing? Do you ever tune out the noise around you and pay attention to what happens next? If the answer is ‘yes’ and you’ve allowed yourself moments to stall out, this cryptic message…
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A Guy and a Gal in Galway (Part 2)
A vibrant tale about a couples’ first adventure abroad in a city where the Guinness flows like water and the locals are as friendly as the sheep The second leg of our journey begins in the heart of Galway’s city center (or centre) with freshly poured beers in hand, watching from the patio of a…
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Ode to Rose
I pull back my hair with your raisin clip as you waltz in and out of rooms Only you can paint with olive oil on Sunday morning “Can I help with anything?” Fine sesame hair, freckled skin that smells like sunrise Your broken nail clings to my hair during braiding time It’s only 7…
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Monte Verde
Let’s race like our Spy Kids days through the wasted masses Tequila threatens my insides as the bass collapses Our family’s far behind us We’re dancing in a cloud Marlboro smoke and gold confetti Am I thinking out loud? Weaving past stumbling bodies My insides are crawling out Outside the celestial labyrinth tequila…
Spiral Alchemy 