Growing up I was not a big fan of Disney movies. I never really got into some of the ridiculous aspects of waiting for a prince to come. I grew up in the South Bronx and I readily, immediately knew I had to save myself. Well, that is […]
We have entered the final stretch of the year that has been. December has marked the end of the year and the start of wintertime since ancient Romans solidified their first calendar. December can be beautiful when the snowfall first starts. And it can be dirty, mushy […]
“There’s only one place at a time where eyes can be” Growing up in a Puerto Rican household, with a very superstitious mother, meant that I carefully monitored my dreams. And, by that I mean the nighttime movies I constructed while sleeping. My dreams were extremely […]
She was a small-town girl who wanted a big-city life. She had known this from essentially the day she was born. No one around her understood her and her desire to leave the town the second she entered the world. It was an itch. A predisposition. […]
We are three full weeks into the New Year. By the way, when do we stop wishing people a happy new year? I tend to keep going until February 1st. Then, it’s back to the same old greetings grind. If I want to be snarky, I may […]
The past week has been a funny bit when it comes to persimmons. And it is such a random thing and such a random fruit. Everywhere, I have turned, I have come across persimmons. They are such a forgotten, barely understood fruit. Have you ever had one? […]
She always had a keen imagination. From a young age, she had fantasized about living a different life. Many lives. Many, many lives. One minute she was Pat Benatar. The next she was Indiana Jones. Then, the President of the United States. She didn’t just fantasize while dreaming. She didn’t […]
My mother believed deeply and ferociously in the power of dreams. She completely felt that dreams carried much meaning and that they were often prophetic. She must have had over 100 dream dictionaries while I was growing up. She slept with one on her nightstand. I would often […]
To dream a nice dream To walk so there is sleep Sink into the pillow And suffocate through one’s aspirations Oh to dream and to dream Each waking moment an agony Each sleeping moment an aberration Bringing pure escapist delight To wash away […]
Many moons ago I learned to play the clarinet. It’s not a bad instrument. It’s great for jazz. But I wasn’t into jazz at that point in time. Plus, I was asthmatic. Blowing into the clarinet left me winded. What had I been thinking? I played it for […]
