They said the yola was so small,  you had to hold your breath  and each other, whenever the waves    came crashing.    That the wind  kept blowing the boat  the opposite direction  and the salt water,  teased their thirst.   ...

(Antes que nada, aclaremos lo siguiente. El hula hula es un parque que también sirve de punto de encuentro para muchas rutas de autobuses en la ciudad de San Salvador. Hasta el año 2020 fue así. Por otro lado, Sibar...

I wonder if mami looks at me  and sees the little girl I used to be.   Does it keep her up at night, how the world got its hands-on  me? Even though so many  of her nights were filled...

En mis pensamientos siempre llevo la imagen de la familia perfecta.   Llevo tus abrazos  y el aroma del amor llenandome la memoria  con imagenes de cuando era niña, y nos sentabamos en la mesa blanca y madera a tomar...

I love you but hate the other women. I think I love you. I hate bottles of Brugal and the yellow net that hugs around it. I remember watching you undress it, You savored every sip.   I hate you....

  Writing a Poem is like falling down a rabbit hole. The more I write, the deeper I fall into my pain. I face my trauma, and it becomes so much easier to let go. Hundreds of miles into myself,...

Expectations high, Life and energy draining, “The year of the suck is ending,” Seeds of hope, with vigor, trying, trying… To spring forth and say “good riddance.” Gatherings not recommended, “Bodegas, restaurants, jobs, schools, everything closed.” The world learns to...

I’ve been staring at the walls of this marble prison for lord knows how long. Soothing the fatigue of dragging heavy limbs that are tied with chains to my bedframe. My eyes soaked much before stepping in, stained yellow from...

En la penumbra de la noche Mis inquietudes se aceleran Las palabras son un reproche Con el deseo de me que acogieran La incertidumbre nos recibe al alba Mientras el alma afligida Nuestra desdicha graba Queriendo recurrir a una huida...

sola solita mirada y sonrisa ojos lejanos miradas jamás vistas mias solo mias montañas distantes y frías llamadas que callan calles se encuentran en camino to other countries there are days chaos only comes from connections silencio sounds different in...