You say you want to go to war. Destroy the enemy. War, against Who? What if you were the daughter … Continue reading Who would you want to go to war with?
I was about six years old. My dad, who I didn’t live with, and had never lived with, had taken … Continue reading Uncertainty Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old
This seed has a very hard shell that encases it with a very pointed end. When it drops from the … Continue reading When Fear Rises to the Surface
He tells me I’m cute, makes cat calls when my hips rumble by, but I don’t believe him. … Continue reading Illusion
I heard a knock on the door. Mamá had left to go to the liquor store, so I opened the … Continue reading Green Cat Liquors Series: Part III
The first time I felt a real sense of purpose was when I gave birth to my daughter Carmen. Up … Continue reading Finding Purpose Again
The sweetness of the guayaba has been muted by the hissing of the cobra La dulsura de la guayaba á … Continue reading Invasion / Invasión