Throughout the years people have asked me “so, what are you?” and no matter how young or old was at the time, the answer has always been the same. I am Puerto Rican, and that is that. Most of the time my answer is good enough and no further explanation is needed. From time to [...]
Archive for February, 2007
A Sense of Self
Posted in Every Day Essays on February 26, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
When We Began Again
Posted in high prose on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
When I am old I know that I will still remember the sound of how we began again. Though my eyes may dim, my heart may slow, I will never forget the sound of the ocean, hundreds of miles away and yet right outside my window. In my tiny third floor bedroom, gabled and tin [...]
Crystal Kisses
Posted in high prose on February 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Sometimes I think of snow as the ice-cold kisses of Winter. When the Earth is being covered in a blanket of adoration, the Ice Maiden kissing the seemingly lifeless body of her sometimes lover. She touches chilled and delicate lips to her beloved, to no avail. It is in the nature of her very love [...]
