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Bits and Pieces, Soul Nibbles

A Moment of Grace

Sometimes forgiveness comes like a brief moment of grace out of the blue, unplanned, like an accident that changes you … Continue reading A Moment of Grace

Bits and Pieces, Narratives

#me too

I was four years old when I saw a penis for the first time.  I was in Michoacán, Mexico visiting … Continue reading #me too

The Drive
Bits and Pieces, Narratives

The Drive

I was driving home during evening rush hour after picking Carmen up from school on a seemingly uneventful weekday. She … Continue reading The Drive

Bits and Pieces, Poetry

The Alchemy of Your Presence

In my heart I carry the memory of when I first me you. I asked if you were mine; Tita … Continue reading The Alchemy of Your Presence

Bits and Pieces, Soul Nibbles

broken english

I’ve held on to this poem for quite some time, now. It pierced my soul, made me feel some kind of … Continue reading broken english

Narratives

When Forgiving Her Mother Meant Walking In Her Shoes – Part I

Seeing her mother dote over her husband in the hospital, who was constantly readmitted for chronic liver failure due to … Continue reading When Forgiving Her Mother Meant Walking In Her Shoes – Part I

Bits and Pieces, Narratives

La Patita

I was sitting on my mother’s lap; I must have been six or seven years old.  She wasn’t running around … Continue reading La Patita

Bits and Pieces

Letter on Her 21st Birthday

The following is a letter I wrote to my daughter on her 21st birthday. In essence it was a reflection … Continue reading Letter on Her 21st Birthday

Bits and Pieces, Narratives

Letting Go

The first time I had to let go of Carmen, the first time I realized she wouldn’t be my little … Continue reading Letting Go

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