I should have told you that you were the prologue to my sequel. But my hands slipped right off the pages. There was a whole library, and I chose the prettiest cover—until another look revealed the fraying and decay hidden beneath fictional happiness. I should have told you that you were the split second between the adjacent crosswalk flashing “go” and the green flicker of our light. But we were already on yellow, unable to make the turn before red flashed—leaving us frozen in time. The books topple from the shelves, and the red dissolves into black. I wish I … Continue reading May 27, 2014

Saudade lingers like a scent you can’t quite place, weaving itself through your memories with quiet insistence. It is more than nostalgia—it is the whisper of a past moment, the feeling of a love that once was, the ache of laughter left behind. It catches you off guard, curling around your heart when a familiar breeze carries the echo of something you thought you had forgotten. It is both gentle and relentless, urging you to face the memories you’ve tried to push aside. Those stolen glances, the salt on your lips, the way a single touch changed the course of … Continue reading Saudade

An anthropologist proposed a game for some children from an African tribe. He placed a basket of fruits near a tree and told them that whoever reached it first would get the fruits. When he gave the signal, all the children held hands and ran together. Upon arriving, they sat down and shared the fruits among themselves! The anthropologist asked the children why they chose to run together when only one could have won the prize. They replied: — Ubuntu: How can one be happy while all the others are sad? In African culture, Ubuntu means: “I am because we … Continue reading Ubuntu

Sin sueños no se puede vivir,como río sin cauce, sin mar.Es el sueño el faro encendido,que nos guía sin titubear. En la sombra despierta la aurora,con un sueño por conquistar.Y aunque el viento sople con fuerza,el alma nunca deja de soñar. ¡Que tus sueños te lleven lejos,donde la vida te quiera abrazar! ❤️🙏🏾 Continue reading Sin Seños

As twilight settles over the world, a quiet longing stirs within us. It isn’t the hum of routine or the comfort of familiar whispers we crave, but something far greater—a deep thirst for the vast embrace of the cosmos. Beyond the edges of daily existence, there is a pull toward the infinite, a desire to dissolve into the grandeur of the night. With the sun’s final descent, the sky unfurls in endless possibility. Stars, scattered like shimmering dust, call to us in silent invitation. They do not trickle gently into our souls but rush in like the tide—an overwhelming surge … Continue reading Life

If the words are memories of love, so I write to remind the love in me. Because poetry is an affection on the other side, a kindness saved in lover’s eyes. And if it is not the poet the translator of silences and poetry a collection of possibilities, who am I? I am a woman living in each of my lines, even if they never find me; and reveal me by all my words, even if every one of them I cannot be revealed; because I live in a kingdom of my knowledge it lends itself to confess what it … Continue reading Poetry

When did you start clothing yourself in the false opinions of others, and leaving the clothes you like at home? When did you start obsessing about the smiles on other peoples faces while neglecting the one on your own? Why do you sleep with your demons every night and wonder why tranquility and peace eludes you? What happened to the beautiful queen that held her crown high when days were dark? I hope you find the answers, and find yourself again…❤ Art: Carmen Miranda II Continue reading Clothing

In my youth, the question of self-love felt foreign, an unfamiliar concept echoing within me. As time passed, I slowly unraveled its meaning—not as vanity, but as a profound companionship with myself. This journey was about understanding, embracing, and cultivating an unwavering bond with the person I would always be with—me. Through life’s uncertainties, I learned to listen to my inner voice, the quiet yet steadfast guide that whispers wisdom in moments of doubt. To love oneself is to stand tall, to recognize who truly values you, and to never allow others to diminish your worth. It is the foundation … Continue reading Within me …

Sometimes, you think you know what you can give someone. You think that your words will have this healing power, that you will be able to give them what they’ve looked for years. You can list all the ways you’d touch them, caress them, savour them in a hurried breath. You know exactly what you would do to make them happy, because that’s all you really want to do, make them happy. But sometimes, probing words and truthful sentences hurt more than they heal. Sometimes, exposing their wounds to the world and offering to do the stitches for them is … Continue reading Just Happy