A well-known fact about me is that I am an advocate that everyone should have access to safe food. A little-known fact about me is that I show my love for people by giving them delicious food. I think it started with my brother Eddy, his love of food was unmistakable. His eyes would get … Continue reading Tamales & Cookies
I went to go sit with my brother’s memory today, to sit in his home in an attempt to grasp at his memory, to cling to whatever I could to feel his presence and to tell him goodbye. But what I found instead was an empty shell of what used to be, all of his … Continue reading Eddy
You never bought me flowers, but there were those moments where you made me feel like you would give me the stars if you could. Gifts of the physical nature were never something that you really understood. Yet I am surrounded by all of the things that you gave me. The beautiful, the horrendous, all … Continue reading 13-1000-1
It is in the stillness that I hear your laughter Sensations of your body close to mine touch me Echoes of your voice like a whisper kiss my ear It is in these moments I feel the ache of your absence It is in my dreams that I feel the terror I endured The panic … Continue reading Time
The void your voice has left me echoes in every moment of my day Like a slow thud it hits the back of my mind I push it aside Stop... focus... breathe Each exhale creates a small shudder No. It has no space here The void my weakness has left me allows all these thoughts … Continue reading Silence
Wait What are we to do with the silence that comes after a swift change? Do we meddle in the process trying to rewrite what has been written? Do we find a way to craft the change into something more palatable? Or do we wait for the lesson to emerge? You see, through the spurring … Continue reading Growing pains
Distant sounds of laughter echo down the hallway and fall like rain on the window of my darkened heart Fading memories of joyous moments once shared now become shadows that dance upon my skin I allow this shroud of sorrow to wash over me and encompass me tightly These moments of blackened existence … Continue reading Decay
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