So hey y’all I want to talk to you for a moment. Grab a chair. Or sit Indian style. Downward dog. Whichever you prefer. But I was told recently that my writings are depressing. In hindsight, I was afraid that my first published book was too sad and the main character was just irritating. But … More Public Service Announcement

He says it seeps out of my pores From long term abuse But can he also smell the reminiscence of my internal war  Can he see the pain within my big almond eyes What else is within that I can longer withhold Maybe he can hear the stifled cries  As strong as I am that … More Beer. 

The seventeenth of August in the year 2016 I am sitting poolside drinking vodka and wine. No kids. No man. Just me and my cousins and aunts. Yeah, Puerto Rico is technically the U.S. but this is the first time I have traveled out of state and stayed for more than a weekend. I have … More Summer Sixteen