Loving hands exploring the world There is one month left to till the end of the year. Deep-seated nostalgia takes root. Remembrance of trips, happy moments and lessons learned from throughout the year. Combing through some old photos, made me think of how quickly my little boy is […]
I need a remedy: Cue the Violins of Southern Rock My musical tastes are quite eclectic. I grew up in the South Bronx so I was exposed to rap from an early stage in life. Although I didn’t take to it right away. I grew up liking Madonna […]
A poor girl’s gratitude for the gifts of hand and of the moment As a young girl growing up on the Bronx I did not have many material goods to my name. We had a roof which at times leaked and torn up in little bits that rained […]
My sister and me: Oil and water but love runs deep in the veins My sister and I are of two different generations or so I believe. Some generation commentators may lump us in the same generation but we could not be any more different than what we […]
Let the Puerto Rican Superstition Be: I will not wear bobby pins to sleep tonight My mom was a very typical Puerto Rican woman. She voted in every election and passed that habit onto me. She spoke Spanglish with gusto. She loved rice and beans and dark, […]
A letter to Milo as we near Thanksgiving: His great day of apple pie feast Milo was my first baby. My dog. He was a lovely Pekingese that was a bit of a diva. And I loved him so for it. I raised him that way after all. […]
My footsteps are his and his are mine: Monday Reflections It’s just another manic Monday and it is NOT my fun day. However, we are getting into the homestretch of the year 2014. I just ordered my Thanksgiving meal. Yes, I order it and not cook it. […]
Wide-eyed girl staring at the fire We got the call at 11:03pm. It was a simple-breeze kind of night. Cincinnati in the summer time has its own rhythms. Particularly back then. Its not easy being a fireman in these parts of town. Was hoping for an easy scene. […]
Autumn is almost here: The air may be turning crisp but my heart is warmed over In the wildly disturbingly awesome movie classic Apocalypse Now, there is the oft-repeated quote of “I love the smell of napalm in the morning.” It is a quote that shows how the […]
The look of love: You are my vintage bubbly champagne “When your world is full of strange arrangements And gravity won’t pull you through” I turn to the look of love in your eyes You ventured out with wide knowing eyes That sharply pierced through the veil […]
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