Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Google Search

Hace unos días hice un google search con las palabras “poetas dominicanas” y salieron un montón de portales y fotos pornográficas, aparentemente la poesía es sexo antillano y palitos de coco, también salió una foto de Leonel Fernández con un antifaz y orejas de gato. Le di a refresh porque pensé que tal vez escribí mal y me di cuenta de que me faltó la “e”.

Monday, April 20, 2015


My steps like fog in a cold morning remind me that love is not a right we exercise daily.       Motherhood doesn’t always come easy, and its never about the kids, you are loved, its just that some days, some years are tough to handle, and mothers want to be fog in a cold morning. 
Grown ass children of the world: Forgive your parents for they did not always know what they were doing.  Find new mothers and fathers in friends, because friends are band-aids sent from heaven and heaven is a cup of coffee.                      
These days are not meant for lipstick and today my face is clean.
Routine is a serial killer. 
I lost the weight of the world, my shoulders are shrugged, but even in despair I care, and caring is my cursed.        
Tomorrow it will all be forgotten; new mothers and fathers will be born to wear the suits that were tailored for them, and I will be fog in a cold morning.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Solar Drying

The fabric of our lives is a bleeding flag.
Young skin lines between buildings, like Christmas lights at the Kardashians 
Here comes the uprising of the dead nightingales to remind us that:
Freedom of speech is a loan shark.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014


Quedaran libres los cuervos para arrancarnos los ojos
pero estaremos tranquilas porque los hemos amado
Amigas mías, ya no sufran que no se puede prevenir el dolor

Seguiremos arando la tierra
volveran los pájaros libres con los ojos en el pico
y se hará la luz
nos quedará muy claro que el amor es el fruto